We haven't had a pediatrician's visit in a while to give you Truman's exact weight, according to our scale here at home, he's about 16 pounds. Yes, SIXTEEN!
On May 7th, he'll be four months old.
He's still sleeping through the night (has been since about 8 weeks) and still breastfeeding exclusively.
Truman is not only smiling, but also laughing and giggling. The best part is that he's ticklish, so you can really get him wound up by getting him under his armpits or on his shoulder blades.
He's drooling like crazy which has earned him his nickname "Goober." Although I know it's normal, it's a little irritating to not be able to show off all of his cute clothes because they're always covered up by a bib!
Along with drooling all over the place, everything must go in his mouth. Blankets especially. But toys, the dog's beard and anything else in reach is fair game, too.
His favorite time of day is cuddling with Craig after he has his first meal of the morning. On the weekends, they'll curl up and cuddle in bed together. On weekdays, he hangs out in the bathroom while Craig showers and gets ready for the day.
His lease favorite time of day is TUMMY TIME. Something about laying down on his stomach causes him to start screaming bloody murder within 5 minutes of being set down. I've seen him roll over once (for the first time this week), so we're keeping at it even though he hates it.
I love that Truman has started to find his voice. So, he'll be happy and giggling or just gibbering away, telling stories.
Truman has really been a spectacular baby. The next question is: "When we'll start trying to have another?"