Caius is two months old today. He had his well child check up and got three shots! He is not handling them well. He has slept a lot today but when he's not sleeping, he's crying and hard to comfort. Poor little guy...
Well, he's not so little! He now weighs 14 pounds 4 ounces and is 23 1/2 inches long. When we went in for his follow up check up a couple days after coming home from the hospital, he had lost almost a pound from birth weight. The doctor was concerned but my milk was just coming in and so they had me come in the next day wanting to keep a close eye on things. The next day he had gained nearly a pound. The doctor thought perhaps the scale had been wrong but said there was nothing to worry about. Today when he saw him, the doctor said "he's chunked up well! Good job!" One of the first things the nurse said when he was born was a comment on how big he was. I love it! I called him a marshmallow the other day which isn't nice in grown up world but it's really cute and has kinda stuck in baby world. He's a snuggly, cuddly little guy and I just adore him!
A few posts ago, Ben commented on him looking like a warrior. When I read that, the primary song "Army of Heleman" came in my mind (I don't know if it's army or armies? And at the moment, I can't spell Helaman?). The lesson for women is always that it was the boys' mothers that taught them to be so brave and faithful. Now that I have a son, I think that is definitely something to aspire to. I call Caius my little warrior.
Caius is also my Prince Charming. I know that's a rather cliched nickname, but one day I called him that and it just felt so true. Perhaps Prince Charming isn't a romantic thing now. Perhaps he's my little man who's going to be my faithful, true, strong, protector of what is right. Besides all that, he has a really great smile that could charm the socks off of anyone.
Caius is a sweet, mellow baby. He has his times when he can really cry, but most the time I can fix it and he calms down fast. So far he smiles easily at people and seems quite happy most the time. I really have fallen in love with him. I love being a mom to a son!
Rayne is very happy to have grandparents that now have a swimming pool they are excited to share with grandkids. She's had her first experiences swimming this week.
She was so excited to get in the water she was running around saying "let's get in! let's get in!" And of course she wouldn't hold still or smile for the camera. I think she's seen a few shows with mermaids and fish swimming so she naturally assumed she could swim like one. She had NO intimidation at all. I don't want her to be afraid of things but sometimes I wish she and her daddy would realize she's just little and it wouldn't hurt to be a bit more cautious. Oh well, she had TONS of fun! And no one got sunburned!
