Giant Baby VS. My Spine

All my adult life I have suffered from back pain. I have been to 4 different chiropractors, been laid up with sciatica, I once rotated a hip after slipping and falling on winter snow and one time I bent over to tie my shoes and didn't straighten up for three days. While pregnant with the boy I couldn't stand for more than a few minutes without my right leg going totally numb and there were all the sleepless nights due to internal spine-punching.

Now I have a giant infant to pick up 570 times a day and I have been introduced to a whole new arena of spasm and pain! But every smile and giggle I get makes it worth it. 

Some of you may have seen this (totally adorable) photo of Maw Maw and Desmond on Facebook the other day when Des got his giraffe costume. What I would like to point out is the tag: The child wearing the giraffe suit on the tag is standing up by himself and waving at the camera. My kid can neither stand, sit up or wave unassisted as he is only 4 and a half months old. The animal suit is made and sized for a 12 month old, a child that should be able to do all of the above. 

I have a Giant Infant who has never yet eaten solid food. I love my son, and in about three more weeks I won't be able to pick him up anymore.

Here are the most recent stats:

Date Visit Weight Length 6/17/2011 Birth 9 pounds 4.8 oz 21 1/4" 21-Jun First Dr. Visit 9 pounds 2 oz 7/6/2011 Second Dr. Visit 9 pounds 12 oz 22" 29-Jul Visit to midwives 10 pounds 11 oz 8/24/2011 Two Month Well Baby Visit 14 pounds 7 oz 23 1/4" 10/24/2011 Four Month Visit 18 pounds 5 oz 26 1/2"

Just Because Giraffes Rule.

FOUR MONTHS!

Desmond is four months old and life as we once knew it is over forever. No longer is the boy just the newborn baby-slug that has no mind of its own and lives in eat-sleep-poop-cry mode. Oh No. Now there are so many THINGS:

• Rolling over. Back to front and over and over and over until the baby is hiding under the coffee table and mama freaks out that the baby is *gone*.
• The Drools Have Begun (read that like you are this man) and I'm guessing that teeth are not too far behind.
• Interest in everything I am eating. I nearly had a large glass of water knocked out of my hands because someone's little apple-grabbers wanted some. Desmond has gummed on the following: watermelon, half a grape, honeydew, carrot sticks, a piece of pita bread and because I craved pancakes so badly while pregnant I fed him a teeny piece at brunch the other weekend and was rewarded with toothless smile. I think we might start rice cereal and bananas next week. Here is a photo of the boy after eating lemons:

just kidding.

• Tiny feet have been interesting from the start, but boy, are they cool now that they can go directly into Desmond's mouth.
• Laughing! This has only happened on a few occasions, and mostly for our freind Leah who is hilarious! Its a big belly laugh and I can't wait to hear more.
• The cats are now fair game and if they get close enough to the baby chances are they are leaving with a bald spot.  I have little sympathy and I keep a close eye on both parties for bad behavior.
• The child is getting really big-he is in 6-9 month clothing and I swear that sometimes the feetie pajamas that fit at bedtime are too small at 6 am.
• Here are some random pictures I love from the last couple of weeks: