3 Months Old

Three months ago today, my little man was born. It’s hard to believe. His corrected age is just 4 weeks old.

He has been very fussy today. He doesn’t want to sleep, he doesn’t want to feed, he didn’t want a bottle, but he did end up having some bubble and sweek. (Mashed vegs). He really enjoyed it. The look on his face was amamzing. In the beginning he was just playing with the food in his mouth and then he began to swallow. although he didn’t end up having to much, he really enjoyed it. And yes I know that he is to young to start solids.

After hours of tring to get him to sleep, he finally fall asleep this afternoon, after being awake for so long. Almost 9 hours of wake.

He is still wearing 00000 clothing and almost fitting into 0000. He weighs just over the 7 pound mark now. I look at him some days and wonder if I would have been able to push him out. And all I can think of is ouch! Even when he was smaller at 6 pounds, I was thinking ouch!

In the 3 months that he has been alive:

– He spent half of that time in hospital

– He rolled over

– He smiled

– He tasted solids for the first time

– He started to rab things

– He is just over double his birth weight