Not only (as of last Friday) is my baby boy 15 weeks old, but a year ago today is when we were flabbergasted to find out we were pregnant! Pulling the pregnancy test out of the trash can to find myself staring at not one, but two pink lines, left me stunned with disbelief. Fast forward 52 weeks later and now the precious child of mine is a reality that I get to touch, kiss, and with whom I purely delight! Here are some of my favorite pictures from the last few weeks and some fun milestones, observations, and what-have-you about my Chunky Monkey.
He’s becoming much more coordinated. There have been a couple of times I’ve found him with one of his hands in his mouth while at the same time playing with one of his feet with the other hand. And although he still puts up a big fuss when it comes to burping, he has found great amusement in helping hold the bottle…with both hands. I guess it’s his way of making sure it stays in his mouth, trying to avoid the burps.
One of his favorite games is to babble back and forth with us, and he’s making more noises using his tongue.
A couple of weeks ago, he had his first giggle while playing under his play mat. He’s full of smiles, but sometimes he is just a hard sucker to crack! It takes him a little while to flash his smile at other people. However, a slew of smiles is guaranteed when we go into the bathroom and play in front of the mirror!
When both me and his Daddy are standing in front of him, he gives his undivided attention to just one of us at a time. Sometimes it’s Daddy and sometimes it’s Mommy. Such undivided attention is priceless though: it’s filled with the most precious toothless grins, so whomever is the chosen focused recipient feels like the most special person on the planet!
He’s more ticklish on his feet.
My baby boy is an observer, a serious observer. He loves social activities and discovering new things, new people and new places. He studies everything with intent and purpose. He has a mommy who is a pure home-body, and I have a feeling this mommy is going to have to emerge from her natural cocoon for the sake of her “social butterfly”.
He’s just about ready to roll over; it will be any day now. He spends half of tummy-time loving it propped up on his arms and half the time despising it. As a side note, I learned yesterday that I have to, and I mean have to, vacuum at least two times a week! With the wetness of his drool and tears during tummy-time, he ends up looking like a furry monster if he ventures off his play-mat because of all the Molly-hair!
He has become fascinated with Molly, watching her every move. And I must say, Miss Molly loves her baby brother!
He’s still sleeping through the night: 7:30 p.m. to 6:30 a.m. and taking 2 naps during the day. Naps are the more difficult ones to get him to go down peacefully or not wake up too early.
I’ve started keeping track of my favorite moments with him. A couple of the most recent ones have been 1) a lunch date we had at Chick-fil-A the other day (by the way, I heart Chick-fil-A!). While I gobbled my lunch, he looked admiringly at me, babbled and smiled the whole time. He was probably amused at how his famished momma was stuffing her face. 2) When I whispered sweet nothings into his ear the other day while playing, he became still and quiet, taking in all of the love. It was a moment when time stood still.
He and his Daddy finished their first book together: C.S. Lewis’ The Magician’s Nephew.
Every night, hubby and I find ourselves speechless as we hover over Brennan in his crib, falling sound, sound asleep. It’s indescribable.