Finn: 2 Months
Finn turned two months a week ago. Somehow, it’s simultaneously felt like the fastest, yet longest two months ever. I think that’s because he’s growing like crazy mixed with me not getting any sleep.
Yeah… sleep. Oh, how I miss the days where I had one child and got to sleep through the night. When will happen again? I feel like it will never happen. I’m going to be a grumpy zombie for the rest. of. my. life. I’m seriously counting down to four months when I’m determined to sleep train Finn. Until then, I’m sorry if I’m a grouch to you, late when we make plans, or scare you with my dark eye circles. No sleep has shaken up my world.
Nursing is still going great. I hated nursing Eva, and I gave up around two months. So, I figured this time around would be the same but Finn just seems to latch better and I’m more motivated this time. I finally gave him a bottle this month a couple of times. He’s not always into it, but if he’s desperate, he will go for it.
Finn can roll over from his belly to his back, coos tons when he’s awake, is starting to be aware of his surroundings so he wants to move around and not just lay against my chest all day anymore, smiles constantly, and we think has chuckled once or twice… well, he makes some sort of noise when he’s really happy and it sounds like a giggle. It’s adorable.
We all give him kisses nonstop and whenever I’m out, I just want to hold him up to everyone and be like, “Look at this baby, do you see how cute this baby is?!” He’s a cutie alright, and pretty good one overall!
He is just too cute!! And I love his name!