My baby beet is going to be two months old next week! Wow. Of course, that means he has to go in for his two month immunizations. Poor little guy. Or should I say, poor rapidly-growing guy. He is getting huge. He's already wearing a lot of his 3 to 6 month clothes, and has outgrown his smaller sized 0-3 month stuff. He can still wear some of it, but not much. It's pretty much all his length. He is still a skinny-minny, just very tall for his age. Of course, nobody can grow that fast without eating a lot. Right now it's all I can do to keep up with him. I really want to get ahead of him in my milk production so I can have some bottles built up so Steve can feed him sometimes (during the night, perhaps?) and also to be available if we had anyone watch him for a little while. His eating schedule is kind of interesting; he eats like there's no tomorow in the evening. He'll eat smaller meals three or four times in about five hours. He's also generally more fussy in the evening (fussy for him, that is) and spits up a lot. But he'll routinely drink me dry and still be hungry. The rest of the day, however, he'll eat for a good long while and then just sleep for hours, like a "normal" baby is "supposed" to do. The quotations are there because I don't think the term normal should be applied to anyone and there really isn't much of a supposed to for individual babies. They're going to do what they're going to do. At least, in my opinion. Anyway, I'm able to pump several ounces of milk every morning, and generally have to give him that at night after I'm dry. It's kind of bizzare, but I guess it works.

    He gave me his first social smile the other day. It was so great. I had just finished burping him and was just talking to him, when he smiled at me, looking right at me. Usually his gas smiles are very brief and he has his eyes closed. This one was definitely different. Steve's been trying to get him to smile at him ever since. My mom went back to Utah last Tuesday. I had been wondering how I was going to manage without her while Steve was at work, what with needing to take care of the dogs and feeding myself and dealing with any grumpiness on lil' Will's part. It's certainly been easier than I thought it would be, thanks in part to the patience of our pups. Steve was working evenings the first week or so and I thought that was great because he could get up in the night to rock or burp Will if he was just fussy but not hungry, and then we could all sleep in if we wanted to. He's on morning shifts right now, and I find that I can also really appreciate that schedule because he's home during the evenings when the little beet is most fussy, so he can deal with him while I make dinner or whatever. It's very cute to see daddy and baby taking an afternoon nap together on the couch when Steve gets home. It's very tiring to be so cute, I guess. And that applies to both of them. :D