Of A Different Spirit

Well, it seems that two weeks of eating like a hobbit has paid off. He had another check-up last Friday and he is now up to 14 pounds 3 ounces. He is in the 90 percentile for his measurements and his development is right on schedule. Basically, he is very healthy. The doctor said that a growth spurt about this time is normal, so it makes sense that he is now fitting nicely into most of his 3 to 6 months clothes.

He also received some shots during his visit. He did great. He looked at me like "what are you doing to me?" with every stick, which was gut wrenching. He didn't cry for long, and I didn't faint, so I feel that it was a success. The rest of the weekend was exhausting from that moment on, but it wasn't because of Caleb.

He did wonderfully! Even with a slight fever as a result of the shots, he smiled and cooed all weekend. In fact, overall he was in a great mood. I, on the other hand, was taking his temperature about three times every ten minutes. I know, it's a little over the top, but give me a break, this is my first time. The fever broke on Sunday morning and it was all over. Needless to say, this weekend has gone much better.

It seems that he coos and smiles more every day. He even laughed the other day, but hasn't done it again since. He loves to coo at his dad. He also loves to watch TV with him now. He will sit(well, I guess you could call it sitting, it's more like lounging) and look at the TV for a few minutes, then he will look into the kitchen, then the bookshelves, then back to the TV, etc. It is so cute though because he looks like he is actually interested in the show.

We are gearing up for his first Christmas and are really excited about it. We are going shopping for his gifts tomorrow. He enjoys the Christmas lights. We can't sit next to the lights with him if we want him to go to sleep because all he wants to do is look.

Christmas is so different with a baby. It certainly adds something very special.