Baby Milestones

I never understood why moms blogged about their baby rolling over or why, as soon as someone has a baby, their blog changes from stories about their interests and exciting events to stories about their baby with every single post. Maybe my negative thoughts about doing so is somewhat hypocritical, seeing that my blog is now filled with stories and endless pictures, all about my baby. But I love it. I love my blog and I would do the same even if nobody read my posts (or visited our blog just to look at pictures). I "get it" now. I understand the excitement of a baby doing what may seem like minor accomplishments.

Henry is three months old today.  He is certainly growing, weighing in at 14 pounds 8 ounces.  I purchased size three diapers today.  Size three?!?  I have had to take back a box of diapers (or I should have taken back a box) to the store with every size increase.  My denial with each step of growth is not wearing thin.  I don't like opening the new box to find huge diapers.

I also purchased some teething rings.  The boy is chewing on everything and it isn't because of hunger: my shoulder, his hands, his fingers, his toys, and now his teething rings.  He was uncharacteristically unhappy this morning.  I blame the teeth.  How I wish he could talk sometimes!

Henry is changing, and getting cuter by the second...seriously, every second.  Here's the list of exciting things my baby is now doing:

 holding toys (which I usually have to force into his hand), 

(his favorite is the burp cloths),

holding up his head, 

holding up his body weight on his feet, 

playing games like hide-and-seek (in laundry baskets), 

learning to skateboard,

watching movies (he stares at the tv when we watch a movie),

and smiling and talking more and more.

  He even helped me feed him his nightly bottle of milk tonight
(and even held it on his own for a few seconds). 

Everything is so exciting for me. As cliche as it sounds, I honestly feel so much joy every single day around this boy. He is a bundle of love.  Not to mention, he is super easy (every day I make sure to tell Brendon our little Henry is a saint and an angel): he is so content, easy to make smile, and falls asleep on his own nearly every time we lay him down to sleep. I just adore him to bits and pieces.  This has been a really enjoyable month and a half (...I'm not going to lie, the first month and a half was pretty hard).