Well, buddy Paul will be 4 1/2 months old this week. That is so crazy to me! He was just my sweet, little baby boy just yesterday I feel like! He is getting so curious about everything. He has recently discovered that he has feet and he can bend to play with them. He thinks that's pretty hilarious. His new favorite--and I mean favorite--thing to do now is blow raspberries. He started doing this about a week ago and he does it mostly when I'm changing his diaper (weird, right?). He's doing really well with sitting...he obviously needs support but I don't think it'll be long before he won't. We also don't think it'll be long before he'll be crawling.
I'm excited about the coming months. He's already changed and developed so quickly and I'm so looking forward to everything else he's going to be doing...it's just getting him to that point. It's really draining having a baby that doesn't gain weight easily. What's weird is that his height and head circumference are exactly where they need to be. If they weren't, I would worried. But, I always go back and forth on why he isn't beefing up from my milk? It makes me feel like I can't satisfy his needs. It also doesn't do much for my ego when I see babies born 3 months after him and are already surpassing his weight or close to it. Don't get me wrong--I deeply enjoy breastfeeding...I just don't know what I'm doing wrong after ruling everything I can think of out.
Anyway, I needed to get that out.
Update: I got through the tough two weeks of my dieting and exercising and so far I've lost 8 pounds! I'm 19 pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight and 39 from my goal weight (yeah, I gained a lot with Paul, thus I weigh a lot!).