Yesterday was Oliver's two week check-up and BOY was he upset about it. From the second the nurse brought us into the examination room he was screaming his head off and didn't stop until we left.
On the plus side though, he's doing great. He's already an inch longer than he was at birth, and he's gained almost a whole pound in just a week!
Here are his stats-
Weight: 8 lbs, 11 oz (48th %tile)
Height: 21 inches (62nd %tile)
Head: 14.3 inches (33rd %tile)
The doctor said he looked great and that his muscle tone is fantastic for a newborn. He can already hold up his head and neck for short periods of time and can roll onto his side (usually when I'm changing his diaper and he decides he doesn't want me to).
Oliver is just coming out of his first growth spurt, which I'm super excited about because nursing every hour was getting old really fast. Last night he actually slept 2-3 hours at a time, and Sean let me sleep in with the baby until 9:30, which was exactly what I needed.
Taylor is slowly starting to warm up to his baby brother and was asking the other day if he could hold him. As soon as I lay Oliver in his arms Taylor insists that he wants to hold his baby brother all day long. It's so adorable to see Tay hold Ollie; it just melts my heart.
I love both my boys so much (oh, and the older boy I'm married to). As tired as I am sometimes, I'd never give this up for anything.