2 Months Old and No Signs of Slowing

Isaiah, otherwise known as Grunty McGrunterson, turns two today! Two months that is, but he's about the size of some two year-olds. He's a bit confused in many areas of growth actually. He has the appetite, acne, and sweat glands of a teenage boy, with the balding pattern of an old man. And he's pretty happy about it!

At one month old, Zy was in the 64th% for weight and 97th% for height. Today, at his two month check-up he's skyrocketed by 23% in weight, which should be no surprise to any of us, the way he eats. He now weighs a whopping 13lb 12oz and fits into the 87th% for weight and 98th% for height at 24.5 inches!  No wonder that car seat is getting harder to lug around!

Telling his little friend some secrets

He's still not much for a pacifier or his thumb, but he's been known to try to stick his whole fist in his mouth. He only sleeps for a couple hours at a time even at night, and then realizes he must eat again immediately or he may not make it into the 100th percentile in weight by his first birthday. He's very goal-oriented, I don't know where he gets that!

Belting out some tunes with Lion.

As one of the sad reminders that he isn't staying tiny forever, his height and cloth diapers are already pushing him beyond the limits of some of his 0-3 month wardrobe and I'm putting his adorable newborn clothes in storage. 6-month outfits are starting to fit nicely though.

Getting into some mischief with his buddy.

His best friend is not Ruby just yet, since she can't seem to stop licking his face and he's not so thrilled about the effect that's having on his acne, but instead he most enjoys staring at ceiling fans. His favorite being the one in our bedroom, who we've named Carlita. We think he has a crush on her the way he flirts. It's great as a distraction during diaper changes, or while I'm trying to get some work done, but it worries me a bit about his intelligence. With all the legitimately fascinating things in this world, should he really be most mesmerized by a fan??

A tad unsure that Ruby's not gonna smush him.

Today, at his two-month pediatrician visit he got three vaccines for lots of diseases, as you can tell by his marine camo bandaids. I've never seen his face turn so red, it was horrible. I'm not generally tenderhearted in the least, but this guy is getting to me. When we start a little sleep training tonight and I let him grunt/fuss himself to sleep it will be agony. I had no idea what was so hard for you other moms letting your littles cry themselves to sleep. I never judged you, I was actually impressed with how compassionate you were, now I'm beginning to understand.

If you thought photographing an infant was hard, try taking pictures of a newborn and a dog!

After all, the top of his head smells like Heaven, so I am completely and hopelessly addicted to him. His personality continues to get more fun all the time, which is great since I won't be able to huff him forever...