I have absolutely no idea how this happened. It seems like we just brought him home last week. I guess they were right, it does go by way too fast.
-incredibly happy most of the time
-loves to smile
-makes at least a gallon of drool a day
-squeals in delight when I tickle him
-goes to bed around 7ish most nights
-still swaddled and won't sleep without it
-weighs 16lbs 7oz and 26.5" long
-loves to stand and already has great balance
-no longer hates tummy time, just doesn't like it for more than 5 minutes
-sleeps in his own room now, which makes me sad. I miss him at night!
I:
-absolutely love being a mom. It really is the best thing ever.
-am crazy busy with classes and still trying to figure out how to be a grad student and mom
-getting back into running and finally starting to feel like myself physically
-hate when we're out in public and complete strangers touch my boy. How is that ok?
-still love breastfeeding for a zillion reasons and really hoping it continues to go smoothly
-officially back in my pre-pregnancy jeans. Tight squeeze, but hey I'm in them.
-dreading the shorter days and already missing summer.
-only have 4 weeks of Invisalign left!
-can't stop kissing my boy.
