Much to my relief, Luke has finally accepted his crib as his official bed. We'll spend much less money on swing batteries and we'll get better quality sleep having our bed back to ourselves. He hated his crib from the moment we tried to stick him in it the day he came home from the hospital, so this is a huge step forward. Also, much to my great surprise, he prefers that we just put him in there and walk away rather than spend time rocking, nursing, or any other form of winding down. We DO have to make sure the binky is firmly placed in his mouth (and come back to replace it if it falls out) which tends to lead to short naps and annoyingly frequent trips to his room, but for now we're just grateful for the progress.
Luke has also moved out of our room, but that means he lives in the computer room. So I'll be blogging less, and I can't access pictures as easily. He's getting so big and strong! He HATES when we lay him down anywhere, even the bouncy chair. If his head is resting against anything he'll pull it away and hold it up himself--so well that we let him sit in the Jumperoo for a few minutes every day, and he loves it. He much prefers to be held upright and facing out so he can see everything. Or alternatively, he's very happy to sit in my lap facing me so we can smile and talk to each other. He is ridiculously sweet when he just wants to chat. It's a little annoying to hear him wake up after a 30 minute nap, but when I walk in and he smiles up at me it's hard to stay annoyed. In fact it's hard to want to do anything but pick him up and snuggle him when he just wants some face time.
Luke had his 2 month appointment a bit late because of our trip to Utah. He seriously looks more like he's 6 months old, and his doctor has told me more than once that he's going to eat us out of house and home someday. I have a friend who has small babies, and she jokes that she makes skim milk. I've decided I must make whole milk. At 2 1/2 months, Luke weighs 15 lbs 7 oz, though that probably doesn't mean much to you unless you have a baby around the same age right now. He's around the 95th percentile for height and weight, and 75th for head size. (I'm actually a little surprised by the head size. Camilla's head has always been off the charts, so that sounds so small to me! It's nice that we don't have to worry quite as much about whether shirts will fit over his head.)
I am not one of those people that claims that life with a newborn is wonderful and exciting. It has been such a difficult road for me, and I have had a lot of frustrating moments that I'm not proud of. But I do love these two kids of mine so much, and am grateful for each of their personalities that mesh so well in our family. Things get a little easier every day, and I develop more patience and self-sacrifice than I thought imaginable before I became a mother. Camilla has been the sweetest big sister imaginable and sweet baby Luke's smiles melt my heart and make up for a bit of the exhaustion and frustration.
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Reminds me of Zac as a babe...only slept short periods of time, wanted to talk to me all of the time. On the upside he was able to communicate very well for his age, with almost full sentences by 18 months, and would ask for "assistance" rather than "help"...and well, you've seen him lately. It's an interesting road!
Oh he is so cute! How did you get him to accept the crib? I spend a lot of money of swing batteries. James sleeps in the crib all night, but to get him to nap for more than a half an hour, he has to be in the swing.
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