MDG at Two Months

It's been a rough go of things here lately.  Hence the month-long hiatus.  But, as it has been pointed out to me recently, writing is good for me when life is throwing lemons, so here goes.

Rather than elaborating on how I haven't been so happy and why, let's talk about MDG.

He had his two month check up recently and weighed in at a whopping 13lb 4oz - nearly double birth weight!  That puts him at 75th percentile. His pediatrician was pleased and suggested that we start to wean from those night feedings so that by 3 months, by which time he'll certainly be 14lbs (her magic number) he will sleep 10 hours straight.  We've been working on dropping that first feeding and can now sometimes get from 9pm-5:30am with one nursing session.  But he is still waking at least once more for some love and attention too.  I know there are a billion theories on baby sleep.  I have no clue which ones really apply to this baby.  So, given the sadness going on, we're prioritizing mama's sleep and just making it work until he's more like 4 months and can handle self-soothing and crying it out.  So yeah, he does still sleep in the swing more often than I'd care to actually admit.

these swaddle sacks save my life

He was more average for height at 23" and has started wearing some 6month sleepers already.  I'm trying to get him as many wears in his adorable 0-3 month outfits as possible, but along with moving into size 2 diapers last week, he's outgrowing these clothes too.

Not that two month olds do much, he does the normal things.  Follows us with his eyes. Coos plenty.  And unlike his big brother at this age, gives away smiles for free. Just smiling at him can get a huge one back in response.  It's really quite fabulous.

minutes before his appt and shots

We had a brief anxiety-inducing issue when he started daycare and refused bottles, but he's doing pretty well with them again now.  I think he was just stubbornly waiting for the real deal before realizing eight hours on just four or five ounces wouldn't make anybody happy.  Now it's more like 12-16oz, a manageable number I can pump without dipping into the freezer just yet.

Oh, and he takes a paci with no trouble now.  Crazy, right?  He's been congested with some germs that PDG likely hacked all over him, but besides when the snot blocks his breathing easily, he really likes the soothing pacifiers.

Overall, he's healthy and happy.  Just not a sleeper.  And given how he looks like his daddy, there's a good chance that this poor sleeping thing might also be a link the two of them share.  If so, pray for us all.  Seriously :)