They say that babies have a 4th trimester outside the womb. I was skeptical. But they're right. Augie really came alive this week and today on his 3-month birthday, he's a different creature altogether. He cries much less now and when he does, it's with a real purpose: a wet dipe, a slightly empty tummy, a tired body, a sudden lonesomeness (okay, maybe that last one is pushing it). He's gotten up to a respectable fighting weight, nearly 15 lbs (he jumped from the 17th percentile to the 77th in one month). He loves eating and will happily spend hours on the boob. He babbles with us nonstop, but especially when we talk about animal sounds (and Daddy sounds). He holds a toy and puts his whole fist in his mouth (left preferred). He just seems to have really, truly woken up, which is fitting for the solstice and all.
1 comment:
here he looks like you! He's fantastic. That leg chub is ideal.
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