It is hard to believe that one month has already flown by since Speedy made his dramatic arrival into our family. He is such a sweet little guy, and we all love him so much. If any harm befalls him, it will likely be due to too many hugs and kisses from his brother and sister.
He sleeps about 18-20 hours a day, eats a ton (I don’t count, but it probably more than 12-14 times a day), and is growing like a weed. At birth he was 7 pounds, 8 ounces and is now up to 10 pounds, 8 ounces and 22.25 inches long. He is in the 75th percentile for both.
We are starting to get some sweet smiles from him, which I just love.
He is pretty easy going unless he is in his car seat, and then it sounds like he is being tortured. He also does not sleep very long at night, the most we’ve gotten is 3.5 hours. He also wakes up very unhappily the majority of the time.
We sure love him a lot, and I have enjoyed him the most of all of our newborns. I guess there aren’t so many surprises the third time around, and I have a better perspective about the difficult parts not lasting forever.