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2 Months

I documented most of the information on your 8 week post, so I'll only add a few things here. 

-You are beginning to enjoy baths a bit more. I found a Puji tub super cheap and it has been awesome! Wish I had had one for when Claire and Mya were babies too.
- You smile often. You have a huge smile that lights up your whole face. It truly melts my heart. 
- You are happiest right when you wake. You are all smiles regardless of the time. We start our mornings off right!
-You are better about letting us set you down. You sit in the bouncer, occasionally in the bumbo or swing. 
-You've discovered your hand and are doing your best to grab a taste whenever you can.
-For about 2 weeks, we had been giving you a bottle of formula one time per day. It was when I was grasping for anything to figure out why you were having such tummy troubles. We've since stopped and you are exclusively breast fed again. It hasn't been an easy journey in the least, but things have gotten significantly better. I changed the bottles, positions for feedings and have adjusted my diet to accommodate your tummy. We still give you reflux meds. We cut them out for a weekend as a trial and we paid dearly for it. We'll do another trial run once I am home for the summer.
-All in all, we are figuring you out. You are finding your fit in our family, which of course is smack dab in the center of it all. Claire tells me daily, "I am glad I have a baby brother. He is the best baby ever!" I think she may be on to something. 


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