And the great day came...

Andrew's new trick: sleeping through the night! For about the last week, I've been able to put him down at 10 PM or thereabouts, and then he's woken up at 7. We backslid last night and woke up at 2 AM, but I'm hoping he goes back to staying down for the count tonight. His night wakings really haven't been too bad, since I just pull him into bed, nurse him, and (sometimes) put him back. Still, no night wakings at all is better yet! I'm hoping he shifts to going down earlier, but I'll certainly take this for now.

(To be clear, I'm not doing any kind of sleep-training with him, nor do I plan to until he's much older. I'm just lucky enough to have kids who like to sleep at night. Yes, I know you hate me now.)

Naps are much more difficult, partly because of the chaos created by his sisters, partly because he's still a little thing, and partly because I think he may just not be a great napper. He is slowly starting to develop a three-nap pattern, but it's still not consistent, and the naps rarely last longer than an hour. Some days we don't have any naps at all to speak of, which turns him into a gnarly thrashing beastie, and since the girls have basically given up naps, such days are looooong. We'll see what happens with that as he gets bigger.

He also has enough head control for a Bumbo seat.The head-control thing was a big deal with the girls, because it's just plain hard to maneuver two tiny floppy babies. There's only one Andrew, of course, so it didn't make quite as much difference, but it's still helpful. Also, he loves the Bumbo, which I speculate is because it makes him feel like he's more a part of things than when he's just lying in his bouncy seat. The kiddo does not like to be ignored, and he seems to have more patience for sitting in the Bumbo while I fold laundry or whatever than for being in his bouncy seat.

At his two-month checkup, he was 23" tall and weighed 12 lbs even, up from 8 lb 4 oz at two weeks. For comparison, Claire weighed 12 lbs even at her SIX-MONTH checkup. I don't quite know what to do with a child who is growing in accordance with his age. Claire and Katherine wore 6-9 month clothes until around their first birthday, and even a few 3-6 month things. Andrew's in 0-3 months still, and probably will be for another couple weeks, but I think he'll be moving up around Christmas.

He is generally a happy little guy, and he's starting to get really cute. He's smiling, at me and G and Grandmama and the dogs and especially his sisters. He's starting to make happy noises at his toys, and to wave his hands at them. Today, he managed to get the ear of his giraffe into his mouth, and he cooed and squealed about it like anything. He's also starting to gnaw on his fist, though he really prefers his pacifier.

He's a joy, but it's going so fast!