I can't believe that Ted is already two months old! In lieu of a formal 60 day evaluation (frankly, who has time for that?), I'll just let you know how he's doing. He's eating well - up to 5 ounces at a time. He's sleeping through the night from around 9 or 10pm until 6am when he takes a bottle and then goes back to sleep for a few more hours. He's been smiling while awake for a few weeks now, which more than makes up for the fussy evenings. He likes when I sing songs to him with a particular affinity for "Old Macdonald."
We went to the beach for his first vacation. He wasn't too enamored with the beach, at least when he was awake. He screamed when his toes got wet in the ocean and then again when we got splashed by a wave. He slept in his little beach tent for a while, lulled by the sound of the wind and waves. He did, however, enjoy his first shower when we used the outdoor shower at the beach house to rinse off the sand and salt.
In the beginning, when Ted was first born, I think I was so overwhelmed with the fact that I was responsible for this tiny human that I never fully realized how much I love him. Now that we've settled into a bit of routine and we understand each other for the most part, I'm blown away by how much I do love him. He's so sweet; his smiles are so rewarding and I can't wait to see what he learns next!
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