Elliot is about 16lbs. now and snugly wearing the 6 month clothes, he's growing so fast I'm starting to fantasize about having another one so I can have a newer model! (but seriously, no, not for a few years) The pediatrician showed us a growth chart and where our baby ranks, he's in the 90 something percentile (meaning he's larger than over 90% of babies his age) but despite all that he's really still just a tiny baby. He's smiling and laughing all the time and he can really interact when it comes to face-to-face communication. He's mostly just good at saying Goo-aah, but sometimes he'll say boo, or lah, and I love taking turns making sounds with him. When I repeat a word over and over and exaggerate the movement of my mouth for him I can really see him trying to emulate it and focusing all his efforts. Those are the most fun moments, when I'm not just 'taking care' of him but interacting with him.
We have just one more week together before I go back to work and have to get used to the feeling of being apart. It's very strange to go through this life changing experience of childbirth and bonding, living in a cocoon of privacy, only to realize that the world is still spinning and you can't just stare at your baby all day. I have to blend back into ordinary society and earn a living and that makes me a little sad. I know, I know, I'll get used to it, blah blah blah, I'm just saying.. I'm going to enjoy this last week as much as possible.
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