Here we are at two months.  Its gone by way too fast.  I am afraid that I am not going to remember these days.  Many things are being put on hold so that I can sit and cherish you in this 'itty bitty' stage.  However, you arent 'itty bitty', you are a big boy!  I love it!

It was right around eight weeks that I started feeling like myself again, Max started displaying more positive behavior towards you and you seemed to be just a little bit more relaxed.  It was like everything has started to fall into place. 

You started to smile at / around five weeks.  At first it was very seldom, but now it comes very naturally and spontaneously.  Its awesome.

You are now eating eight ounces with each feeding, and that doesnt seem to hold you until the next feeding.  I am looking into what we can do to help you stay satisfied.  Maybe cereal will be introduced here shortly.

You weigh 13.5 pounds!  You've gained three pounds in one month! 

You started sleeping through the night at seven weeks.  I cannot tell you how awesome that is!  Way to go!

You are content 'playing' by yourself - or just hanging out on the playmat, checking out the toys and the world around you. 

Your legs and arms are still moving non-stop, in fact, have increased in motion - much faster!

You have discovered your hands - they will be in your mouth from time to time, but mostly out in front of your face. 

You make eye contact, as if you are engaging in conversation - another awesome and Way to go!

You still have your au naturel mohawk.  I have now come to embrace it and love it and will be sad to see it go. 

You still tolerate your brother's 'love'. 

You are just an all around awesome little boy and I cannot express how happy I am that you are here, with us. 

I love you little boy!
Love,
Mama
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here's another one, just because I cant get enough of his smile:

There will be a Two Months post on all his doings and happenings, but I wanted to share this.  We get to see this regularly, and at eight weeks (technically earlier, but you'll read about it later).  Its beautiful.  I think you will agree.

We've been without rain pretty much all summer.  We will get a shower here and never there.  One day last week it rained, and Max wanted to 'explore' the puddles in Grandma's driveway.  Who am I to keep a child from jumping in puddles?  Isnt that what childhood is all about? Boy did he have fun!

Need I say more?

Lately time is of the essence, or extremely valuable and precious, so I have to make the best of it.  Which means many things are forgotten about or put aside until 'someday'.  This has been an adjustment, to say the least.  But, its also making me rethink the Internet, and what it does to ones life - time suck, mood alterer (for the worse), increases 'to-do' list by thousands with all the DIY crap and so on...

Have you seen the commerical where the girl is talking about how she has 800 or so friends on facebook, and her parents have 8??  Then they flip to her parents who are off living life??  Yeah, that's what I want to be, the parents living life. 

Here are a few shots of whats been going on around here - other than tending to Theo and saying 'No' four billion times a day to Max.  I've started substituting other sayings for No...thats how much I hate it!

A little morning time in the backyard before the blazing heat kicks in!

Its been hot, seriously hot. And we've been cooped up in the house, and I hate it.  I feel like I am wasting days just hanging out in the house, when its sunny outside and we should be outside doing something - whatever - but when you take one step outside and feel like you are going to melt, you cant do that something - whatever.  This is making me bonkers.

I have had many posts written up in my head for this space, but with a newborn (who is SIX weeks old today, SIX weeks! Holy Moly!), time is very limited.  The time I would use to create a post, I am trying to nap.  Some days I get the nap, some I dont. 

Here's a summary of the many of posts in my head - the whole newborn baby thing, post partum depression - its real, terrible two's - its real and this hotness. 

Instead, I will just provide you with some snapshots I've captured.