8 Weeks of Finn

Sweet baby Finn will be 8 weeks old tomorrow.  I put him in his first non-newborn outfit today and it nearly killed me.

I don't want him to grow up.  I want him to sleep, yes, but I don't want him to grow up.  I want to keep his velvety little head tucked under my chin for the rest of ever.

We had his well check this morning.  We all placed our guesses as to how much he weighed but nobody guessed 11 lbs! He is still pretty small (moved from the 25th to 30th percentile) but he gained 4 POUNDS in 2 months. And grew over 3 inches (22.25 inches, still 25th percentile).  He has a Colton head (39.5 cm, 75th percentile).

This is how he felt about his shots.  He literally screamed his little heart out off and on for about 4 hours today.

It was kind of awful.


At this point in life, he still eats every 2-3 hours.

On average, he'll do about one 4 hour stretch at night.  Sometimes he'll go 5 and two times he went 6! I am anxious for this to improve and so are all the people I deal with on a daily basis, I'm sure.

But when I wake up in the morning and peek over the edge of the basket,

and see this little face and smile staring back at me,

I feel like I could go the rest of my life without a full night's rest just so long as this same little face is always the morning greeter.

He is generally, not a very fussy baby.  He's not overly sensitive to most things. 

He does seem to have some tummy issues and in that regard he could be considered  a bit fussy.

  I hate that he's uncomfortable, but I do appreciate that I can usually at least tell what's making him cry. 

He still is an alert little guy.  He appreciates it if I can stay where he can see me, which surprises me because it seems like he should be too little to care.

He loves when people catch his eye and talk to him.

  He has plenty of smiles to share.  And he works hard to make his little coo's and goo's.

 Despite not getting nearly enough tummy time because I'm scared he'll be squashed on the floor, his neck is super strong and he puts it to good use looking all around.  

The kids love him and he loves them.  Max gets the most one on one time for sure, and while I have to remind him to be gentle, his interactions are fueled only by love.

 He loves to give him his paci, admire how small his hands are, and stare deep into his eyes from very, very close range.

He says all the time, "I just love my baby!" and "He's so cute!"

Luke is more reserved, but I love to hear him tell his friends, teachers, acquaintances, even random strangers, "I have a new baby and he is SO cute."  He too, loves to pet him and kiss him, hold him and hug him.

Of course, Ava is the big sister and she's embraced that role well.

She will watch him for me, when I go out of the room, one time she even got him to sleep.
 She likes to tease him and say, "You're in trouble, Baby Finn! I told you not to grow! And you keep growing!"



And also, of note, Mimi is here visiting and she and Finn have developed a notable bond.

 He loves her! She talks and he smiles.

 She holds him and he smiles.

He does his best to talk back to her.

They have a great time together and it melts my heart.