LB Update

LB is now 2 months old.
At his check-up yesterday, he weighed in at 5.8 kilos, meaning he's gained a whopping 1.5 kg in just one month. The doc looked a little dismayed, until it turned out he (LB, not doc) has also got 5 centimetres longer. Phew: he's tall, not fat.

He now sleeps through about every other night. And even if he does wake at 4 am, it's just a case of swigging down a quick bottle, and back to sleep.

On a more subjective note, then, he's still very much in the running for the "Sweetest Baby Ever" contest.
In fact, he's so sunny-natured, patient and gentle that I'm starting to wonder how we managed to produce him. Maybe there was some mix-up at the clinic?
Even if that were true, there's no way we're letting him go now.

I have lots of vaguely interesting thoughts about the differences in the way we bring up first-born and second-born kids, but I'll save those for another, more intellectual-sounding post.
As you may have gathered, this post is rather more of the sentimental, maternal variety ;-)