When I think of my little guy, one word comes to mind: pleasing.
Everything about him is so pleasing. The roundness of his soft cheeks, the warm dark honey of his eyes, the chubbiness of his thighs and bottoms, the floppy largeness of his ears, the swath of hair (the combover in the back), the way he reaches for me, his loud vocalizations, the crinkle of his nose when he smiles and locks eyes...it is all so very pleasing to me.
Oliver is now almost sitting up...lots of falling over but LOVES the new perspective. Yesterday, he discovered his feet (which is REALLY funny to me because he discovered Evan Roux's feet two days before that...is he so chubby he can't see his toes(-:)???
Oliver is very vocal, and has a lot to say, especially when it's time to eat and he sees the breast! Loud, grunty, sing-songy sounds make us laugh and smile.
He's swiping accurately, and grabbing anything around. He's tolerating greater stretches of tummy time. He has rice cereal once daily, although his doctor just approved us to bump up to two meals per day, and add fruit and vegetables! It's so exciting, all the tastes in the world! I'm happy to share them with him and see how he responds.
Here are his stats:
ht: 27" (75-90%ile)
wt: 20#11oz (>95%ile)
head size: 44 cm(75%ile)
pneumococcal and Hep B vax
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I look at that baby and all I can think about is which piece to chew on. The etiology of whole Hansel and Gretel thing really makes sense to me now. Looking at adorable, chubby baby is like gazing at candy! :-)
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