Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Measuring Up

Because I was curious after weighing Andrew yesterday, I took the boys' measurements this morning.

Philip: 27 1/2 months old

Weight: 26 pounds
Height: 34 3/4 inches 

Percentiles: 15th for weight, 32nd for height

And these are mostly for posterity because I'm a dork and like to know exactly how he is still fitting in his rear facing car seat!):

Torso length: 12 1/4 inches
Seated height: 20 1/4 inches

Andrew: 4 months old

Weight: 17 1/2 pounds
Height: 24 3/4 inches


84th (!!) for weight, 29th for height

Car seat measurements:

Torso length: 9 1/2 inches
Seated height: 15 1/2 inches

Andrew's measurements are as accurate as I could get with a bathroom scale, a measuring tape, and a wiggly baby! I will know for sure how big he is next week at his check up!

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Andrew: 4 Months Old

Andrew is four months old! 

He's just too darn cute. And getting sooo big! He has his 4 month well baby appointment next week so we will find out for sure then, but I attempted to weigh him here at home and I think he is close to 18 pounds. Wow! Our 2 year old is only 26 pounds! Needless to say , Andrew is foiling my plans for getting extra use out of all of Philip's baby clothes. He's already in size six months. At 4 months of age, Philip was finally fitting comfortably into size 3 months clothing. What a contrast!

Andrew is such a joy. He's still a complete Mommy's Boy but he's becoming more and more comfortable with Daddy these days which is such a relief. He's still nursing every two hours hours, pretty much around the clock. Sleeping through the night appears to be a ways off at this point in time. It's okay though. This time around, I am soaking up every minute of my mommy and baby time as I know all too well how fast it goes! 

He hasn't rolled over yet but I think it's coming. When we lay him down he works really hard at trying to swing one leg over to the other side. He watches his big brother run around all day with such interest. You can tell he is just itching to get moving, too! He enjoys tummy time and is working hard at pushing himself up with his arms when he's laying on his belly. He's already a strong little boy.

He's also a very "oral" baby like Philip never was. I can already tell we are going to have to be more careful about what gets left out within his reach once he's a bit older. Everything he manages to get his hands on already goes right to the mouth!  He is also very talkative. I swear he just loves the sound of his own voice! In addition to cooing and babbling, he shrieks, squeals,  and laughs and is just a loud baby in general!

He loves to stand up. He isn't content with sitting down for long and prefers to be held standing up right so he can practice picking up his feet and moving his adorably chubby legs.

He still has blonde hair and bright blue eyes and he's just gorgeous. But I still marvel every day how two people can have two children who look so completely different. It's been discovered that, while Philip looks exactly like both his mommy and daddy smooshed together, Andrew looks remarkably like his grandpa! The resemblance to Phil's dad is just too funny: when Doug is holding Andrew it looks like he's holding his own son! 

Philip is a wonderful big brother to Andrew. He has yet to show any signs of jealousy and he loves to show Andrew his toys and give him hugs and kisses. Tonight we decided to make an attempt at giving them a bath at the same time and Philip was so excited to have his brother in the tub with him. He just adores him and you can tell Andrew is already in awe of his big brother. He thinks Philip is absoultely hilarious and will frequently smile at him and crack up laughing if Philip is also laughing. It warms my heart so much to see the two of them being to interact with each other. Truly, the best part of having two children is seeing their relationship with each other blossom. I hope they will always be best friends. I am so blessed to be the mother of two such wonderful little boys!

Thursday, December 2, 2010


Yesterday we took the boys to see Santa. Philip lead us to believe he was excited about this, after weeks of us giving him prep talks about the big day. We were hopeful that he would surprise us and actually sit on  Santa's lap and tell him what he wanted for Christmas (Bigfoot and a Woody doll), as he had been saying just that since we told him he was going to get to see Santa.

Ummm.... not so much.

And that was the best shot.

On the plus side, Andrew did great!

You've gotta love this age. He had no idea he was even sitting on someone's lap. All he knew was mommy was off to his right making big goofy faces at him. I only regret not taking Philip when he was Andrew's age for his first Christmas (I had all of these silly first time mom worries about germs--ha!)--that might have been our only shot at a picture of  a smiling Philip sitting on Santa's lap! ;-)