Ryan's getting bigger; last week when we were at the paediatrician, he weighed slightly over 6kg!
We agreed, yesterday while talking over a meal, that he's at the ideal balance between heavy (and therefore strong enough to hold his head up) and light (and therefore so weak that we have to be careful about his head rolling around all over the place).
But then again, what do we know? He's our first kid, and we don't have any other experience with kids.
Still, he is very nice to hold now. Can afford to be a little less careful with him as compared to 3-4 weeks ago, and still very cute and cuddly. I suppose all that fat on him helps with the latter.
Anyway, here's a picture from when we were trying to get him to sleep. He's fairly good at it: he will sleep around 7-8pm, waking up 12 hours later, all bright eyed and ready to talk to us, as we struggle to keep our eyelids open. Of course, he gets his feeds in through the night, but at up to 4 hour intervals, so we don't get overly disturbed.
This particular day, he was not as sleepy, having napped quite a bit in the day, so we were jiggling him as we walked around the apartment.
Eventually though, he fell asleep. Which means life for us begins. ;)
Kinda feel like Cinderella at the ball, if you know what I mean.
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