Max Cameron Magee was born on December 15th, at 9:00 a.m. He was 8 lbs 3 oz and 20.5 inches. The birth went really smoothly and was so much easier than I ever imagined! At 2 months he weighed 13 lbs 10 oz and 23 3/4 inches, and today at his 4 month appointment he was 17 lbs 3 oz, and 25 3/4 inches...90th percentile. He is obviously a big boy. He is officially in 9 month clothes and we are finishing off the last of the size 2 diapers in the next few days.
He is constantly moving! When he's laying on his playmat he is kicking his legs, swatting at the toys or rolling over. When he is in his jumperoo he will jump for nearly an hour! He can't even touch the ground yet when he is in it, but we just put a folded towel underneath him. I'm afraid that he is going to completely skip walking and just start running one day! We joke that if he wasn't so active that he would look like a Thanksgiving turkey. But, I absolutely love his little rolls!
His personality is wonderful. He loves to smile and is extremely vocal! He will just talk and talk to himself while he is playing. The first time I heard him laugh it literally brought tears to my eyes! It was the most perfect sound I have ever heard. Lately he has really started laughing a lot, especially when we bounce him on our knees or kiss his stomach.
I always knock on wood when I talk about this, but he has been sleeping through the night for quite awhile now. He goes to sleep around 8:30 and wakes up around 7:30 in the morning. His naps during the day are getting shorter and more infrequent, but I would much rather him sleep through the night, so I am not complaining!
I caught myself getting a little emotional tonight when I was putting him to sleep. He makes the sweetest sound when he yawns and when he did it tonight I tried to make a mental note of how it sounded so that I would never forget it. It amazes me how quickly he has grown and how he has developed this little personality over the last few months. It's true what they say, that you have never loved something so much until the moment that they are born, but I love him more everyday. I look forward to so many fun times, but wish I could just press pause and enjoy this time a little longer!
There were a lot of sleepless nights and showerless days in that first month or so, but it's weird how none of that really matters now and how little of that you actually remember. I'm sure if I really thought about it I could think of plenty of times that I felt like I had tried anything and everything to get him to just stop crying, and I'm sure that there will be many more trying times in the future, but when I think back, only good memories come to mind. I guess that's God's way of getting people to have more kids!
Well, there I go being a typical mom and shamelessly bragging about her child. I just can't help it though! Like my great grandfather told my mother "Every crow thinks theirs is the blackest."