At exactly 6 weeks he smiled for the first time. It was so unexpected and wonderful - it really brightens my day when he smiles at me.
hello cheeks!
still has a furrowed brow, though. Gives him such an old man look. He must be a thinker.
Last week he had his first fever. He probably had it longer than I realized because it didn't even occur to me to take his temp until it seemed like he'd been extra warm a day or so. Took him to the doctor which involved blood work and a urine sample and was basically the worst thing ever -- it is hard to draw blood from tiny little baby veins so the technician had to try three times. It was not fun for me. I had Malaikah with me -- and no snacks or toys because I'd rushed out of the house at the end of the day to see the doctor -- and she did amazing. She was calm and quiet and behaved the whole time. And then at the end of our 3 hour visit, when she stated to get cranky, the nurses/medical assistants took pity on me and played with her. It is nice to live in a small community sometimes. Anyway... we all survived his first fever, and hope that it doesn't happen again for a long, long time.
Intially, Kyalo didn't take too much notice of Kioko. But lately he's been wanting to hold him more, and to try to make him laugh/stop crying/make sure he's covered, etc. It will be fun to watch these brothers grow up and play together. Kyalo loves having a sister (she does everything he does!) but I think there's something special about him having a little brother to take care of.
I had thought we'd gotten into the swing of things with sleep, but alas, I was wrong. Granted, he's only two months, but still...we've got to work it out. Kioko likes to be held most of all - and of course that means especially at night when we're all trying to sleep. It feels like if I put him down in his crib he's awake and crying with in minutes (seconds?). I look forward to letting him sleep on his stomach because then I think we'll all get more sleep. Plus his cry is. . .piercing. It is this shrill squeak/squawk that is especially grating at midnight :) We'll get through it. Malaikah was an easy baby. I wish I could remember what tricks I did for her that worked.
he does get tired!
that bandaid is from the blood draw.
because of seeing the doc he got weighed: 11 pounds, 4 ounces
we see the doc for the regular check up in the middle of the month
chins
smiles
He is a sweet boy, and we love him so. We're just tired and can't really think straight. But that's the joy of it all, I guess.
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