Wednesday, May 15, 2013

5 Months

I probably say this every time I do a post on Kellan (and Aidan for that matter) but I cannot believe how fast time is flying.

This time around I am trying so hard to soak up the time with him.  I'm not really rushing him to meet any milestones.  I'm just enjoying him a day at a time.  I love it.  Really, really love it.

You are teething like a crazy person.  You drool so much I can hardly keep up with it!  Just this week you started to get a little fussy so I gave you a dose of Tylenol and some Orajel.  It was instant relief and you were back to smiling at everything. 

Speaking of smiling.  You do it a lot.  Which we love.  And you have the greatest laugh. 

I think you and Aidan have your own language.  Obviously you aren't talking but you are VERY vocal and you have a particular noise you make when you are trying to get his attention.  It's kinda weird, kinda cute.  Aidan says we don't get it.  Only you guys do. At his lemonade stand today, you heard his voice but couldn't see him and started the noise! It took me a minute to realize what was happening and next thing I knew, Aidan was at my feet, talking to you and you two were laughing out loud at each other. 

I totally thought you wanted to try food.  When we were eating, you looked so interested so I bought some bananas and apples.  We tried each one, once, a week apart and you looked at me like I was crazy.  Sticking to the milk for now.  No problem.   When you are ready, I'll make your food myself. 

I don't think you have gained much weight since your last appointment.  So maybe you weigh 19lbs.  Your a big, squishy boy.  People stop me on the street to look at your rolls.  They are the best.  But if another person tells me "he's SUUUUUCH a big boy" like I don't see you all day everyday and miss that, I might hurt them. 

You are still in a size 3 diaper and you are wearing 3-6 months clothes. 

All on your own, you got serious about your bedtime.  Every night you are in bed between 8-8:30.  Most nights closer to 8.  You get real bent out of shape if it's later.  I typically give you a bath, rub you down with lotion, smother you in smooches, put you in your sleep sack, turn on your fan, then sound machine and put you down.  You don't ever cry anymore.  And you sleep until 8:30 the next morning.  It's great.  I miss you sleeping on my chest and any chance I get, let you pass out there. 

And you are sitting up all on your own!!! You are a little wobbly but you have just about mastered it! 

We love you sweet boy!

1 comment:

Amanda said...

My goodness he just keeps getting cuter by the day :)