the last month has flown by. its been a whirlwind of smiles, baby laughs, and your ever emerging personality. i dared to actually admit to myself that you were one awesome babe–just in case i was going to jinx anything. but after eight glorious weeks its safe to admit you’re the bees knees.
you smile with your whole face. and there certainly aren’t any smile shortages in this house. turns out you just kinda love life.
your dear old dad has added “kenz-a-dilla” to the ever growing list of nicknames. but kenz and kenzie still remain top contenders.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT |
we hit the doc on friday for your 2 month check up. so we’ll get the official STATS then- but i have a feeling you’re tall-ish (YA know. In my uber professional opinion). Regardless you just look older. And wiser. You’ve ditched the newborn-ness and an adorable babe has emerged.
you are definitely a second child. cat naps are the name of the game– because nap time always seems to fall at school pick up/drop off time. you LOVE your car seat– and the moment those buckles are snapped you pass out. i’m getting better and better at the dreaded car-seat transfer- but havent quite perfected the technique yet. and you only seem to nap in your crib with the blinds open and the sound machine turned way up.
nights however you rock that crib. we get a good 5-6-7 hour stretch at the beginning of the evening and then its up every 3 to eat. thankfully you seem to go back to sleep easily. so keep it up little lady.
BOW | romper (old)
milk. and then some more milk. you are a killer nurser. to which i am supremely grateful. because its just easier that you eat.
you LOVE your baby gym and animal rattles. you will lay on the ground and bat those suckers around “laughing” and smiling like crazy. i’m pretty sure you don’t have the motor skills to do much batting on purpose, but you flail until you hit something and then go gaga when an animal starts swinging. its pretty damn adorable.
you love voices. and funny faces. and smiles. you love starting into faces longingly and getting up close n personal with that attention. because after all- you haven’t lost your love of snuggles.
Being hungry. When you get hungry you get hangry. We lock eyes and you bark at me to feed ya. Tummy time. You stand tummy time but it definitely doesn’t fall into the “love!” category.
Happy two months sweet thang. Let’s keep up the growing, loving, and smiling.