Last Friday, I took Nash in for his four-month check-up. My big butterball weighed in at 18 lbs. 13 oz, and he is 27 inches long. Seriously, the boy is huge. He's wearing 9 month clothes already. Jon wants to start him on rice cereal, but I'd like to wait a little while longer. He doesn't need it, and he's doing great with just breast milk. He's gotten better about going back and forth between the bottle and breast, which is a huge relief. Nevertheless, there are still days when he won't take much from his bottle at daycare and wants to nurse all night. As you can tell, it wouldn't hurt him to miss a feeding here or there. :)
Nash is really interacting with us now. It's so much fun to get him to smile and laugh. Nash loves playing in his exersaucer, and he puts all the toys that he can in his mouth. We go through many bibs a day due to his excessive drooling, but no teeth are poking through yet.
Shea is such a great big sister too. She enjoys brushing the small amount of hair that he has, and she'll get in his face and giggle with him. She'll also occasionally instruct me to give Nash to Daddy so I can hold her instead. They're both gowing up so quickly! I'm trying to treasure the time that I have with them because I know that I'll blink and they'll be grown up.
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The door flew open. My anxious, driven pre-med roommate rushed in. I was
sitting on my bed, snarfing chips and a coke, ...
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More Pictures Please!
I'm so glad you commented, so I could read your blog. I love it. You'll be so glad when you're my age to have these pictures and musings. Somehow I didn't make time for writing very much, so only the really memorable moments come back to me.
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