3 Months Old

3 months old!

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Dear Victor,

Today you are 3 months old! What a big boy. We know you're growing and growing (and so are Mom's biceps, hefting you around).

- You are a big eater... took 8 oz in a bottle last week! And if Momma happens to sit you up from eating a bit early, you emit a high-pitched squeal (your version of Grandad's "WHOA THERE, I'm not done" when a waitress tries to take his plate too early!).
- You are a man of repose, folding your hands on your chest when eating, or pondering the weighty matters of life.
- We think your cheeks are fabulous (for reference see post: Thunder Cheeks).
- You are taking in the wide world so much more now! You still love your mobile, and you can be a very distracted eater, particularly if Momma is talking to someone or you have a hunch something exciting is happening in the room. Whether or not anything at all is happening in the room.
- We're pretty sure now that you are sensitive to cow'w milk, and Mom is laying off peanuts and soy too, because they seemed to make you (even more!) spitty and uncomfortable. But saying no to soy milk is not a great sacrifice, son. Missing out on the Shamrock Shakes... well, you're worth it.
- You have officially outgrown the little infant hammock on your bathtub and can splash in the full depth of water like a real swimmer.
- Always the Houdini, you are even more adept at escaping from your swaddling now... except when Momma uses the Miracle Blanket. We've tried not swaddling you at all. Not so good. You enjoy whacking yourself in the face too much for good rest.
- You have grown to tolerate, and even sometimes enjoy your swing. When it's not swinging. I have never before seen a baby who doesn't like swinging, but here you are. (Note: You like when your dad swings you around though!)
- You have big, strong legs and love to stand! We sing "Standing on the Promises of God" with vigor these days...
- Your lungs have a new capacity for hollering, but we must confess that sometimes we chuckle a little at your dramatic cries... and then the pause to see if anybody's listening and planning to come and rescue you from naptime. But what really melts our hearts is your big, whole-body smiles.

What a gift you are to us, son. You have been in our arms for 3 months now, you've existed in the world for about a year, and we know you'll always be. Oh, may Jesus take your heart!

You are our sweet little peanut, and we love you!

Momma