Tomorrow our little boy will be 11 weeks old. He is already quite big (at least from our perspective — he’s twice as heavy as he was when he was born) and is growing and developing so quickly.

Last Monday he started to stare at his right hand… and I mean stare. He would chill for a little bit and then suddenly pull up his hand and stare at it with this look of “wow, check this thing out!” Then he started to move it towards his face (hitting himself a lot but never seeming to mind). On Thursday he finally made it to his mouth and yesterday (Friday) he spent a good part of the day sucking on the side of his hand. It’s so funny to watch him; his left hand holds his right hand and he just sucks away.

He still loves his baths and I hope it stays that way. It is such a pleasure to bath him; he just sits there and stares at me and is so mellow. If he is crying or fussing before he goes into the water, he stops as soon as he is immersed. And since he is older, he doesn’t mind being naked as much as he did when he was a newborn so dressing him afterwards is easy peasy. In fact, he just laughs and smiles while we lotion him up and throw on his sleeper. We’re also trying to put him to bed by 9 regardless of whether or not he is tired and for the most part he will fall asleep on his own.

I keep on waiting for things to get difficult like everyone has said but he really is such an easy baby. Jay keeps on saying that if the rest are this easy we’ll have 40. I’m hoping that he’ll carry and deliver half of them because that delivery stuff is a bitch.

A note on the breastfeeding: still going ok but I think pumping is screwing with my supply. And nursing/pumping in general is making me damn tired. I don’t remember being this tired when I was pregant. I remember being constantly winded (since my lungs were all smooshed and I was carrying an extra 28 pounds) but I don’t remember being so tired that I felt like I was going to fall asleep at any given time. And then there’s the hunger. I swear I never ate this much when I was pregnant but now I am hungry all the time. I can eat a regular meal and an hour later I am starving. At least when I was pregnant I had an excuse but now I feel like people look at me and think, “Jesus Christ, does that girl ever stop eating?!”