Three Months!

Three months have flown by. Miles celebrated a couple of days later with lots of naked time and a happy dance back at home.

Miles helps out in documenting his 3 month birthday.

Buddies

You wouldn't know it from the look on his face, but Miles made a new buddy in Santa Cruz over Thanksgiving. Miles had a bit of a rough morning before we headed out and refused to smile for the camera. Calvin, on the other hand, took his role as cute baby pretty seriously. 

Despite his stoic demeanor on Friday morning, it was pretty cool to see his excitement watching Calvin play with his blocks. Calvin was equally interested in Miles and would tap his nose and gently stroke his hair while nursing. We also found out that Calvin is quite the empathetic little lad. He would get quite upset when Miles cried. Overall, our first visit was great. I can't wait until the boys are a little older, I'm sure they're going to be great friends.

Monkey Feet

Miles discovered his feet this week. I first noticed it during his bath when he kept hunching over to look in the water as he kicked. It seemed to be just a one time thing until this morning when he woke up and was very very vocal. As a result, I was forced to get out of bed much earlier than I wanted. While I was trying to ignore him while gulping down my coffee, he kept hunching (doing major body crunches) over on my lap. I was seriously annoyed at his antics, because all I wanted was 15 minutes to wake up. However, he kept being unreasonable and refused to be cuddled and still. I then realized it was because he wanted to check out his monkey feet. He spent at good 10-15 minutes just gazing and wiggling his toes around and smiling.

At first he was a bit skeptical.

But then he warmed up to them.

 And a view from his perspective.

 

Melting

The highlight of my day. Miles' first laughs.

Morning Exercise

Every morning Miles and I practice his "tricks". Lately, sitting and grabbing toys has been on the agenda. He's getting quite good at both. Naturally, there are lots of smooches involved in the process. As you can see from the background, I was really just trying to avoid the laundry piles.

Just a few days of cranky behavior was followed by this. Totally worth the torture!

Eleven Weeks

Weight: 13lbs 8oz.

Length: 24"

Miles was eleven weeks on Saturday. After a long week of giving us hell, it's a miracle that he's not living in a dumpster on Flanders Street. However, it was like someone tripped his reset button and he was back to his normal charming self. In fact, he's the new and improved version of himself. As a special eleven week birthday present to his parents, he slept for eight hours straight. He then woke up, ate, and slept another three. We had friends in town, so we stayed up way past our bedtime and were only able to take advantage of four of those first eight hours, but it was amazing. I brushed it off as a fluke. 

Yesterday we went out to run a few errands and ended up coming home just before dinner. Miles hadn't really gotten his normal naps and was a tired little man. We put him down at 6:30 and he slept until about 9:00. Preparing ourselves for a long night of wakeful sleep, we changed his diaper, put on pj's, fed him and went to sleep at about 10:00. I heard the little cries of a very hungry baby and looked up at the clock. It was 5:30am! He'd slept for almost eight hours again! I'm certainly not calling this a trend, but there may be hope for us after all.

Cranktastic Baby

Miles woke up last night grunting and complaining at 4:30am. He had turned himself 90º in his bed with his head smooshed against the side and was trying to roll over onto his stomach. Somehow he had made it 3/4 of the way but his right shoulder just wouldn't allow him to flip. I swaddled him and got him back to sleep, but he woke up 45 minutes later and had busted out of the receiving blanket and was trying again to roll over. 

Today, it's 43º outside. Mister Miles decided that he hates diapers and clothes -- he screams whenever he's wearing them. I think they hinder his attempts at kicking and rolling around. So, we cranked up the heat in the living room and this is how he's been hanging out when he's not napping. I finally coaxed him into a diaper after two incidents of him peeing all over his quilts on the floor. 

According to my baby books this is merely a temporary phase where he's developing mentally, but his body is a little slow to catch up. How much he would like to crawl over to that toy, but his legs and arms are still so weak and stubby. 

Here's a video that is representative of my very long day:

I especially like his final expression and crazy man hair. He's saying "lady, you are not my favorite person right now." Believe me, son, the feeling is mutual.

Super Baby

The airplane game has definitely replaced the "stand up" game in Miles' top 10 list of fun things to do. If he had his way, he'd be held in the air and flying most waking hours. 

Splash Time

The floor, counter top and his mom were totally soaked.

Miles Flying

Roley Poley

Miles rolled over today onto his stomach with just a little assistance. He then popped his head up and rolled to his back. Now he thinks it's a game and wants to roll over all the time. We've created a monster -- a roley poley monster.

Look Mom! Six Month Jammies!

Today I noticed a few red patches under Miles' chin (I am hesitant to call it his neck because, really, he has none). They looked a bit like when his diapers were getting to small and he developed a rash on his leg. I examined his sleeper and realized that it was fitting pretty snug. So, I pulled out one of his six-month sleepers after his bath and wow! They fit. The feet are a little large and the sleeves need to be rolled up, but the body fits perfectly -- at two months and one week old.

Evening Workout

Miles amazes us with his energy in the evening. He kicked and flailed his arms for at least 20 minutes. Then he crashed and went to sleep.