Charlie turned two-months old on the twelfth but thanks to a combination of procrastination and forgetfulness I wasn't able to take him in for his well-baby appointment until last week. I knew he had been growing but even I was rather surprised by his stats: 14 pounds, 7 ounces and 24" long (I think I can now say with some certainty that breastfeeding is going well). Now I know why he's barely squeezing into his 3-6 month clothing!
Charlie is such a happy and easy-going baby; he always greets me with a big gummy smile and coos of happiness. He's recently started laughing out loud and seems to enjoy being tickled and surprised. One of Charlie's favorite things in the whole wide world is watching the ceiling fan followed closely by some good ol' fashioned nekkid time whenever he gets his diaper changed. Charlie has also recently discovered how to splash in the bath and has started to grasp for toys and such just within his reach. In other news, Charlie has been sleeping through the night since he was about five and a half weeks old and has recently given up night feedings entirely, which is awesome albeit kind of uncomfortable for me as I usually wake up feeling like a soggy Dolly Parton impersonator.