8 Weeks Old, Oh My!

Mr. Sam was 8 weeks old this past Friday the 17th. Wa ha ha ha (that's me crying). He's getting sooooo big already. I mean really big. Accordning to my scale at home he's 13 lbs and to me looks like a 3 month old. I just can't believe it. He's smiling and cooing and smiling some more and I just love every second of it. Between that he's still crying and fussing and screaming but I think I may just be getting used to that now.

He's been doing better with sleeping at night too. A typical night for us is putting him to bed between 8:30 & 9:00 and he'll usually go for about a 5 hour stretch. A really good night he's up at 2am, 4:30, and then up for the day around 6:30 or 7. But those 5 hours are golden and get me through the day! I keep hearing from everyone..... Oh just put some cereal in his bottle and he'll sleep longer, but the pediatrician advises against that until 4 months. So Brant and I discussed it and we decided to give it a whirl with me going back to work in 4 weeks, and only added 1 tbsp to his night time feeding. Boy was that a HUGE mistake! That night he was up at 11:15, 1:30, 3:30, 4:30, 6:30, and then up for the day at 8:30. That is never coming back out of the pantry until he's old enough.

We haven't really been doing anything too exciting on the home front other than spending time together. We're patiently awaiting this Fall season to take over, however, yesterday was 92 and today is supposed to be even warmer. Sam and I did hit the trail yesterday for a little morning jog which was nice. It wasn't too hot yet and it was very peaceful. Sam did a little off-roading in his stroller to check out his first creek. Can't wait to go back with Daddy!