The time is flying by. Alden is already/only two months old and barely resembles the baby we brought home from the hospital in February. I kept thinking “Gosh, you feel so heavy” when I would pick him up. I didn’t remember Zoey and Eleanor feeling so heavy. Turns out, it’s because they weren’t. At seven weeks old, Alden clocked in at 10 pounds, 14 ounces and 23 1/4 inches tall. That’s a gain of just under four pounds and growth of three inches! In seven weeks! No wonder those newborn onesies stopped fitting so quickly! All that time, I thought it was the bulky cloth diapers. Those measurements put Alden squarely at the 50th percentile for both height and weight. Considering we celebrated when Zoey and Eleanor made it up to the 3rd percentile, this is entirely new territory for us! My back and shoulders sure are feeling the difference…
Let’s see, other milestones this month:
Alden found his hands. He loves to suck and smack on them and it is just adorable.
Smiles. Sweet, adorable, toothless baby smiles. They are still fleeting but oh-so-wonderful. He smiled at me for the first time at six weeks old, on my mom’s birthday in fact. It’s ridiculous the things I do to coax those smiles out of him.
Sleep! The night before his first smile, Alden slept for a five hour stretch. Hooray! (We were BOTH smiling the next day!). He has repeated that feat several times since then (hooray, hooray, hooray!) and one time even slept for SEVEN HOURS STRAIGHT!!!!! That means that I slept for more than six hours straight! I can’t even remember the last time I did that! I have learned from experience that all this awesome sleep is probably not going to last, but that’s not stopping me from enjoying every second of it.