Dearest little goose,
You are now 10 (and a half) weeks old! Last week you had your 2 month check up and came in at 21 inches long (98%) and 12lbs 2 oz (88%)-WOW! Big girl! You are so strong, holding your head up almost all the time now and moving your body on your play mat. You make wonderful eye contact and smile more. You love your big sister and follow her voice and body with your eyes and head and smile at her most of all. You also love being outside in the park-anytime you're laying in a shady spot with a breeze, you're content.
You still sleep a TON, probably close to 18 hours a day. In the carrier, in your bassinet, on my lap, on Daddy's lap, anywhere you get comfy. But when you're awake, you are chatty and alert and hungry! It's no surprise you're so big, you are very happy drinking your milk.
You still spend most of your time sleeping, but your awake time is gradually increasing. Sometimes you will be awake and mostly happy upwards of 2 hours at a time. You like to spend your awake time observing the world and moving your body. Right now you are next to me on our futon, propped up on a Boppy pillow, wriggling your little body all around. Your tongue is moving, y our legs are kicking a bit, your arms are opening, closing and reaching overhead. You are chattering a little bit to, lots of "mm" and "la" and "ah!"sounds. I can't help but mimic your sounds back to you and we have little conversations through out the day. In the evenings, when you're most fussy, you will often shout out "LA!" at the beginning of your crying jags and I will be holding you, whispering in your ear "la la la." I'm trying to speak your language, sweet Goose.
We did your first tummy time yesterday and wow, how strong you are! You moved your head from one side to the other, you pushed yourself around with your legs, you lifted your hips up. You were grunting with effort, but didn't seem frustrated. You didn't cry, and you cry when you're not okay with a situation. I can't wait to watch you become more and more at home in your body. The discoveries are delightful.
You are trying to find the most comfortable and soothing arrangement of fingers in your mouth. You put your fist in, your four fingers in, just one finger in, still searching. I think it will be very soon that you'll find a combination that you like. I was a thumb sucker until age 8, it'll be interesting to me if you follow suit.
You are an easy going person so far, happy to go with the flow for the most part. You've had three baths, which you seem to like. You tolerate clothing changes, diaper changes, being swaddled, being unswaddled, the Beco carrier, the sling, the bouncy chair...you do NOT like the little swing we have, but that's really your only complaint. You will even transfer locations when sleeping occasionally, which is crazy to me. Not all the time, but once in a while. And if you stay asleep during the transfer (most often from my lap after nursing to the couch or Daddy's lap or the bassinet) you'll stay sleeping for an hour or more. You are such a snuggly, sleepy baby. So yummy
My Dear Goose,
You are 7 weeks old! I can't believe it. It seems both way too short and way too long. You're already so much bigger than when we first met you, so much more alert and aware and so much stronger. You lift your head all the time, you stand up on your legs, you bring your hands to your mouth when you want to suck, you make eye contact. And this week you started really smiling. Oh, your smiles are dreamy. Your whole existence is dreamy! From the get go, that's how I've been describing you to people. The Goose is a dreamboat! I exclaim. You have already had 4 nights sleep where you slept longer than 5 hours at a time. You took to nursing immediately and gained a full pound in your first month. You fuss a little bit occasionally, but most of your awake time is spent taking the world in. You love to stare at your big sister.
I didn't know how our family would adjust going from a threesome to four. But, oh, Goose, we have just been pummeled by the love we have for you. Thank you so so much for coming, and for choosing us.
