Once again, it’s no longer accurate to use the term “little man” to describe my baby. We have another big boy on our hands, although not quite as freakishly large as his brothers. Zachary tipped the scales at 14 lbs. 14 oz. at his two-month checkup this week. This puts him in the 95th percentile for weight, but still smaller than Max (15 lbs. 5 oz.) and Jack (a whopping 17 lbs. 1 oz!) at the same age. So there’s no question about it; I was destined to be the mom of big boys.
I guess it goes to show that all the dietary adjustments in the world weren’t going to give me a normal-sized baby. The gestational diabetes and the diet I followed while I was pregnant probably helped keep me from having another 10-pounder, but it seems like we just make big boys. I’m a little curious what this trio will look like once they hit their teens.and how the heck we’ll feed them all. But we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
Zach is growing longer too, now up to 24 inches. This is an inch shorter than Jack was at the same age, but it’s long enough that he’s really filling out his 3 to 6 month sleepers. The rest of his checkup was pretty uneventful; at this point I don’t have too many questions, and he’s doing really well for us. He got two shots and his oral rotavirus vaccine, and they all went as well as can be expected. I still hate seeing my kids stuck with needles. You never get over that no matter how many well-baby visits you’ve been to. But it beats the alternative of scary diseases and hospitalization.
We’ve been blessed with four fairly healthy kids, and I’m thankful.
Baby Zachary is starting to get pretty popular around here. All three of the big kids are including him in their daily activities, showing him their toys and artwork, or “reading” a story to him. Gracie asked if “Calming down Zachary” could be one of the chores on her chore chart, which I thought was pretty cute. None of them will settle in for the night until they’ve kissed Baby Zachary goodnight. Zach is responding to all this attention by rewarding the big kids with one of his charming grins or coos when they come into view. It’s really cool to see their sibling bonds start to develop.
I can’t complain too much about sleep around here. We’ve had two nights when Zachary has slept from about 11:30 to 6 or 6:30, and those were awesome. They also gave us false hope, but they were awesome nonetheless.I usually get up to feed Zach around 4 or 4:30, and he eats and goes right back to sleep. Earlier this week we were treated to a 2:30-4:00-6:00 schedule, and that was no fun. Thankfully nights like that are few and far between.
We’re still not on much of a schedule during the day, except that Zach is awake more, so I feel like I need to give him more attention. It’s hard getting the rest of my daily stuff done, but I think we’ve pretty much adjusted to the “new normal” of life with four kids. Soon after he was born, we got wrapped up in the frenzy of the holidays, and now that we’re into the middle of January we’re in a more normal routine. It’s not always pretty or productive, but I’m starting to sort my way through it, even if it’s just to accomplish the bare minimum stuff. I’m still letting most of the extras slide, although every once in a while I get a little farther down on my to do list, and those days feel pretty good!
On that note.is it bad that I looked up the older boys’ weight stats on this blog rather than in their baby books or scrapbooks? Is it bad that Jack’s baby scrapbook stops at his sixth month? Is it bad that when I finally wrote something in Zachary’s baby book and calendar recently, I filled in several of the dates by looking back on my Facebook profile to see when things happened? OK, I know the answer’s yes to all of those, but I’m doing the best I can. I guess it’s good that I’m still at least trying rather than completely throwing in the towel. Anyone who wants to judge is free to come over and fold the mountain of laundry in my living room!