2 months, 2 days, 100 posts

Time to see the doctor! Kieran got his tear ducts all primed and working this morning in preparation for his (assault and) battery of shots. Poor kid. He got 3 of them, plus a nasty-tasting rotavirus vaccine. Everything looked fine. How about some numbers? 13 lbs., minus a couple ounces for clothes and diaper, 22¾ inches long, and 15¾ around the head. Uma took 13 weeks to get that big; Kieran's hitting 9 weeks tomorrow. Oops. I shouldn't compare the two of them. That leads to sibling rivalry and self-esteem problems.

Update: I (accidentally) found the post for Uma's 2 month checkup. Hers actually came at 69 days, whereas Kieran's was at 62 days. She weighed 11 lbs., 14 oz. compared to his 13 lbs. Her weight gain was thus 84.6 oz., or 1.22 oz/day compared to his 90 oz., or 1.45 oz/day.

The boy woke us up this morning at 5:30 to help him conduct some personal business. Fine, you know, it happens; he's certainly been kind to us in the sleep department, so the occasional lapse is easily forgiven. He was cleaned up, nursed, etc. (not by me; I was putting pictures up for you people), went back to bed. Naive me, I thought I could get another hour of sleep. Nope. Young Grunty there couldn't just sleep quietly like a normal baby. Every few minutes... GRRRNXK. I start to drift off.... SNGRNHHKKK. Minutes pass. HCHRRRRRZZZHHK. I mean, c'mon kid. A whole hour of this, and it was time to wake up again. GGFGFNNNENK. Ok ok I get the point. ZZRRNGQRN. Le sigh.

Incidentally, if you're looking for a pediatrician, our doc gets two thumbs up (one for Uma, one for Kieran). She's swell.

First (documented) smile

 

That black handle is quite the thing in the 2-month old crowd.

Squeeze his throat and his mouth just pops open

 

You can put stuff in there.

A little help here...

 

I want my dignity!

 

Gimme some clothes already.

Big Hair and the Two Fists of Fury

 

That's the name of Kieran's band.

Oooh.... Flying bears

 

He's not filthy, it's, um, a tie-dye.

Like visiting the zoo

 

Why the baby is in the cage and not the Puma?

This isn't what I would call an improvement

 

I'm not ready for this

 

Lay me down!

A meeting of the minds

 

I hope that hand is clean

 

6 for 7

Kieran has slept at least 6, and more often 8 hours every night over the last week except one. That one exceptional night he woke up at 4am, nursed, and went right back to sleep. He's been sleeping from something like midnight to 8am, which is pretty convenient. Sometimes he has a little trouble falling asleep, but he's pretty consolable, especially when I give him a two-handed tribal beat on his back.

He's starting to become more aware of his surroundings. He's noticing faces more. What he notices most is the noisy ball of energy we call Uma. She can actually be pretty helpful; she helped soothe him in his bouncey chair so I could finish something.

He's not smiling

 

But he's not mad, either.

Kieran doesn't wake up for less than $10,000/day

 

In other words, he sleeps a lot.

Pajammin'

 

Daddy's first writer's block

 

At least on this baby blog.

I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy!

 

I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! I can see Mommy! *snore*

Off By One?

The scale at the pediatrician's disagreed with the scale at the store yesterday by a full pound. The medical scale said 11 lbs., 8 ounces while the one at the store yesterday said 12 lbs., 8 ounces with clothes. I may have to find a tie-breaker scale.

A very nice boy

Slept 9 hours last night. He would have slept longer, but we woke him up.

Our befuddled little middle-aged man

 

Bigger and better?

We took advantage of a scale at a children's resale store today to weigh The Boy. After subtracting clothes, he came in at approximately 12 lbs., 2 oz. The last time we weighed him was March 26, when he weighed 9 lbs., 7 oz. He's gained 43 oz. in the last 21 days. At 2 ounces/day, I'm guessing that he was 11 lbs., 8 oz. last Thursday, when he was 6 weeks and a day old. I mention that particular day because we have a weight for Uma at that age; she was 10 lbs., 1 oz. She had gained 55 oz. over her birth weight
She was a healthy eater, but he beats her record; he gained 66 oz. since birth to 6 weeks. Those chubby cheeks weigh a lot.

Babies this age don't do much, so all I have to write about is his weight. On the other main subject, he's slept over 6 hours a night three nights in a row. One night he slept something like 11:30pm to 7:45am. I hope I haven't jinxed it. He's mellower in many ways than Uma was, but I think she was more tolerant of being put down while awake. He won't stay in his papasan, his swing, his bouncy chair, or lying on the bed for more than 10 minutes at a time, in general.

I'll stay awake when it's my party

 

It's not my party

 

But I'll cry if I want to.

A slow news day

 

Nuthin' to read.

Out to lunch

 

If he's asleep, he don't get no Thai food.

 

Aaaaahhhh! Too spicy!

 

Digesting at home.

Cheating again

 

Contentment

 

A moment of mild panic

 

Almost a smile

 

Vauban, eat your heart out

 

Uma can be "active" and not thoroughly cognizant of her surroundings. The boy, he needs protection.

Um. Two kids.

 

One of them is named Kieran. I forget the other one.

Double your pleasure

 

Or halve it?

Ugh. Morning already?

 

Little Boy Blue

 

Every time I comb his hair, I'm reminded of those strips from "Calvin & Hobbes" when Calvin has to get a school picture. He doesn't usually look this neat and clean.

Little boy blue
Sat in his shoe
Eating his curds and whey
Then came the rain
On the plain in Spain
Pop goes the weasel

Have you ever noticed how nursery rhymes don't make any sense?

He looks worried

 

He probably should be.

Young Blue Eyes

 

Gotta find some Gypsies before they change color...

Our handsome boy

 

The modeling school will teach him how to look at the camera.

The age-old question

 

Why can't he do this when we want to sleep?

Go away!

 

Then he slams his door and spends all day in his room listening to The Cure...

Uh oh. I'm stuck.

 

Twins weigh twice as much

 

Kieran is a noisy sleeper

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Port-a-crib

 

Stoic

 

Finding a comfortable position

 

This isn't working so well.

 

This is a little bit better...

 

Ok, there we go.

Little boy

 

Big yawn.