8 Weeks | Grayson



How is it possible that Grayson is eight weeks old? 

(Okay - technically he won't be eight weeks until Sunday.)

I say that, but if I am going to be brutally honest - the last eights weeks have been the shortest and LONGEST eight weeks ever. Ever. I am going to chalk that up to the lack of sleep that we - and every other new parent - have been enduring.

Grayson will have his two month appointment next week along with his first round of vaccines. Poor little guy. I still haven't recovered from the TDAP vaccine I got while in the hospital...I can't imagine getting the cocktail of immunizations like he will. I know I did get them, but I am so glad I don't remember it! And I am glad he won't remember it either!

Okay. A few things about Grayson this month...

- At his one month appointment he was 8 lbs 7 oz and 22 inches long. We have one skinny kiddo on our hands. At that point he hadn't even passed my birth weight but had gained two pounds since birth - since he lost so much that first week - more than he was supposed to. (I am positive he has packed on more weight since then.) We were surprised he wasn't any longer than that - we were certain he had grown at least four inches! :)

- He has started to SMILE! And giggle a little bit. Oh my word - be still my heart! I cannot even put into words the way I feel when he breaks out in a huge, gummy grin. Mike and I always laugh in delight when we are graced by his smile. 



- He coos all the time. He is constantly talking - he definitely likes to hear his own voice!

- He still sleeps in the basinet next to our bed but we plan to move him to the crib soon - before he turns 12 weeks. 

- He loves to sleep with his head turned to the left.

- He has the cutest sneeze ever. He makes this really loud noise right before he sneezes...so it sounds like he is actually saying "AHHH-Choo." Hilarious.

- He is much like his mother in that he does not like his feet to be tucked in. Several times I have found at least one foot kicked out of his sleeper.

- He is sleeping about 8 hours a night. Which is awesome. Only he goes to bed around 2 am.

- He had his first trip to the emergency room. He was fine. Me on the other hand - I was diagnosed with worried-first-time-mom syndrome. Don't worry - I am expected to make a full recovery. 



- He has officially won over Daisy. This was a huge concern for me. I was afraid Daisy would not like him and be mean to him - heaven knows she is not crazy about Mike - but quite the opposite! She usually follows me around, but now she looks after him when I leave the room and he is in his basinet. I know she is still an animal and could be unpredictable, but after the below exchange occurred, I am not as concerned.






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  1. AnonymousJanuary 20, 2013 at 9:30 AM

    Well done! How neat to see Grayson's weekly picture and how much he has grown. And that smile is just adorable.

    I love the new layout and look!

    "Grayson, it's Grandma"

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