June 6, 2009 around 6:30 in the evening we got to hear Peanut’s laugh for the first time. He sounded like a dying donkey or maybe a sick goat since he does seem to like channeling a goat, but to me it was a beautiful sound! We had just returned from a long, but fun day at Hannah’s 2nd birthday party and Peanut was laying on his playmat smiling at the lights and sound star (which is a really obnoxious baby toy) and something about the star’s obnoxious sound and/or lights must have struck him as funny because we were treated to his braying (wait, I said dying goat, not donkey, right?) mewing laugh. He proceeded to grace us with another 20 minutes of smirks and smiles, which we FINALLY were able to capture on camera. We are having to work less and less to get those beautiful smiles, in fact this morning I got one just for saying hi to him when I got him out of his crib. (oh and another note for the milestone moment is that Papa Bear, Little Man and Mee-Mom were all there to witness it too making it all the more special)
15 pounds 12 ounces and 24 ½ inches long. He also has a 15 ¾ head circumference. He is off the charts for length and weight so we don’t have any percentiles to share other than FAT! He has gained about 6 pounds in 2 months!
Amazingly enough these are the exact same stats that Little Man had at his 2 month appointment. Other than that we don’t have anything to report. The doctor said that he looks great and she has no concerns. He took his shots like a champ and fell asleep (go figure) within a few minutes after getting them. Oh, he did pee on her and spit up on her, so we were batting 100 on the bodily fluid count.
When I was pregnant with Little Man I did all of the research for the top of the line safety equipment (I stopped just short of a diaper helmet to protect his head). The most important to me was the monitor. I had heard that a video monitor was too much (didn’t give you a great picture and you just ended up staring at a dark screen stressed out) and that a sound monitor was too little (you ended up checked every 5 minutes to see if the baby was breathing). Ok, maybe you wouldn’t, but I would have. So I found my monitor, it was a sound and movement detector. If the baby stopped moving for more than 20 seconds an alarm would sound signaling that the baby had stopped breathing. Perfect! It fit all of my criteria without being way too over the top. (Some of you might disagree with this, but whatever my kids, my neuroses, my decision.) Well I can’t tell you if it really worked for me with Little Man because he might have slept in his crib all of 3 weeks his whole life. We ended up co-sleeping (stop judging people) until he was 9 months old and then he moved right onto a mattress. But Peanut loves his crib. He prefers it to his swing and to his bassinet. Ok, enough chatter, on to the scare. So last night, or really really early this morning the ALARM SOUNDED. That is right, Peanut’s monitor alarm sounded and I jumped straight out of bed yelling for Papa Bear and rushing down the hall. It was the longest 10 steps of my life. And what did I find. Peanut had scootched himself up to the very top of the crib and was laying horizontal across the top instead of vertical (as I had laid him in earlier) so he was no longer registering on the alarm pad. I rotated him and pulled him back into place earning myself a “Mwaaa” screech from the Peanut himself. This one is on the move and already sending me into panics. Let’s just say I didn’t sleep much the rest of the night and eventually just put him back in the bassinet next to my bed where I could keep an eye on him. Yes, Mama Bear is overprotective and maybe a little over the top but it is my right and well, the facts are that I am just that kind of Mama.
Peanut is one month today (Happy One Month Birthday) so why is it that he no longer fits in his 0-3 months clothes? Are these European sizes or just clothes made for dolls? I weighed him this morning and he is at least 11 pounds (he will get his official weigh in at the doctors on Monday). 0-3 months clothing is made for up to 12 pounds – so I call for a resize or maybe even a husky 0-3 month line. Or maybe these are sized to make my baby feel fat or at least make me feel like my little boy is growing up too fast. All I know is that I was so sad today as I was putting away his littlest clothes already. Yes, his 3-6 month clothes are super cute (thanks Amy and Luke) but I am just not ready. Little Man also made this progression into the next size around one month (he was 12 pounds 6 ounces) but I wasn’t as aware of losing the littleness. I just didn’t get that first it is moving up in sizes of clothing and then it is crawling and walking and then they are no longer a baby but a little boy and it just seems to all happen way to fast and it starts with switching to the 3-6 month clothes so why can’t I just have a little longer with the tiny clothes??? Alas, we feel it is wrong to keep him in skin tight onsies and pants that leave waist marks on him – so up we go to the next size. But I still think they should call them 0-1 month clothes for my boys!!
