He's an amazing little man, and we're getting used to our new way of life, revolving entirely around him of course. He pretty much does what he's supposed to, eats, sleeps and poops. He loves his swing, walks in the stroller, and does great in the car — he even survived his first trip to Granny's without needing to get out of the car seat for the entire three hours! My mom calls him a magic baby. I would have to agree.
He's up over 2 pounds from his hospital low, weighing in at 10 lbs. 10 oz. most recently. We're just starting to get an unprompted, non-gas related smile or two, and some coos that sound different than his initial squawks and grunts. He seems to have amazing head strength already, and when he's awake, he's incredibly alert.
We can't wait to see what the next month brings!
