Monday, January 24, 2011

3, 23, 7

It was three degrees this morning when I woke up. Fahrenheit. Without taking the wind chill into consideration. What a crappy kind of bitter cold to have to take the baby out into. But take him out we did. He had an appointment with his pediatrician for his flu booster shot. We put him in a long sleeve onsie, stripey leg warmers, socks, sweater playsuit over that, a snowsuit with footies and mittens and an extra hat to boot. It's days like this I think it'd be easier if we were just bundling him up to put him in a pre-heated car instead of walking blocks and blocks to get to the subway.

He weighed twenty-three pounds and five ounces (with a little clothing and a diaper on) when the nurse weighed him this afternoon before his shot. He is SO! INCREDIBLY! BIG! He's not off the charts yet, he's actually in keeping with his 90% growth rate. It is not uncommon for babies his age to be 5-10 pounds lighter. This means he will only be able to use a bunch of his toys//seats/bouncers and such for a month or two longer. It also means that unless it is made out of soft stretchy material with a lot of give, he's wearing a 12 month size. It also means that he wears onsies with leg warmers more often than not while we hide out in the apartment from the cold cold weather.

He is seven months and two days old. It has been the fastest seven months two days of my life. According to his pediatrician there is no regular checkup scheduled for 7 months. So we won't get the full list of his stats. But he remains a very well humored, chubby baby. He charmed the front desk staff, the nurses, and the doctors. And he got his shot without a single tear. He didn't even flinch. Perhaps it's because his thighs are so darned chubby? Whatever the reason, it was awesome.

Oh, and he's got two teeth and it seems like there's another on it's way. Also, he has said 'mama' but I'm sure he has absolutely no idea what it means. However, I win! He said mama before dada! Sorry Todd.

Friday, January 21, 2011


Friday, originally uploaded by Venus In Furs.

His pointy chin and beautiful blue eyes are just 2 of my favorite bits about him.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

One More For Good Measure

A gentle squeeze of his chubby legs gets a giggle. We love to tickle the little man.

And now...

I made this video last week. What a difference 6 months makes! He sits up, sure he wobbles, but he's getting the hang of it. He vocalizes and drools and smiles and is just the most lovely little boy. I could listen to him 'talk' all day long. As a matter of fact, I usually do. Also, do you see those chubby legs? Look at them!

Remember the time....

At one month old, he had the hiccups and made the most adorable squeak noise. So I recorded a short video. He was just a little lump, incapable of communicating by anything other than a cry, unable to sit up or grab anything.... It seems like yesterday.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Not really about the baby.

Happy birthday to an awesome man, father, and husband. We love you Todd! Even when we're crying.

I'll post another update about Gibson soon. I have a post or two in mind, I just don't get much time to sit down and write these days.

We're keeping ourselves warm and busy with learning to stand (still no rolling over) and getting better at grabbing things. And none of us are looking forward to the snowstorm that is predicted for tomorrow.