IsaacAndNaomiBlog

So Isaac, you’re 8 and a half weeks old today, which means it’s also your two-month birthday. Someday, like your father, you’ll puzzle over the fact that months aren’t really four weeks like they taught you.

But you’ve gone through a helluva change lately, little man! You smile all the time, notice your toys, hit them, and make funny little noises — “ehlk,” “glauh,” “laah” — along with rapidly leaving your newborn clothes behind. You’re about 11 and a half pounds now, and almost 22 inches long. Your face looks more and more like your own face rather than a squashed-up newborn face, and Mom’s features are showing in your eyes and mouth, while Dad’s nose and forehead are looking more and more obvious.

I suspect you’re beginning to remember more stuff, and not see the world anew each day, but hopefully Mom and Dad present enough new silly things to you on a daily basis that you’re continually stimulated and entertained. Speaking of entertained, you really dig your baby gym, especially the blinky singing star! And the Mozart, of course.

We watch your fontenelle throbbing every now and then, marveling at the powerhouse brain lurking beneath.

Your hands seem to grow daily, looking more and more like Dad’s — other people continue to use the term “spatular” to describe them, but I just think they’re huge and cute. You also sleep more regularly these days, much to Mom and Dad’s relief. I suppose this means that your little body is storing energy to continue to grow at the incredible pace you’re on, along with allowing that brain to muscle through all the stuff we throw at you (toys, love, snuggling, cats).

I think the funniest thing these days is the little remnant of thick newborn hair on the back of your head, forming an itty-bitty mullet, while the rest of your head sprouts new hair!

Happy Birthday!

Love, Dad

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