Grayson smiles for us all the time now and has for the last two weeks or so - a huge reward for my sleep deprivation and insanely sore upper back. Seriously, I spend so much time bending over this kid, either feeding or changing him, that I feel like I look like those older ladies with osteoporosis that do ads warning young girls to up their calcium intake. Carrying around these unnaturally large breasts doesn't help, either.
Anyway, I've had a hard time capturing a pic of these smiles. I'll get him cooing and smiling at me, but as soon as I pull out the camera, he gets totally distracted and won't look at me anymore. Even if I hold the camera below my face so he can still see me, he won't stop staring at it instead of me. So today I tricked him into smiling for the camera by hiding it way back behind and above my head. It took a few tries for me to get the angle just right, but this is what I finally got:
Oh my, this baby is getting so big! Even though he was so little when he was born, I don't think God intended for him to stay that way. He eats at least every 2-3 hours during the day and every 3-4 hours throughout the night, and leaves me plenty of dirty diapers as a 'Thanks, Mom.' But I don't mind, except that it takes me forever to stay caught up on housework and homework, so the blog and email get neglected! He's started chunking out a bit in his face and thighs, but his arms are still super skinny. We're pretty sure he weighs over nine pounds now, based on our very simple method of weighing me and then weighing me plus a naked Grayson and subtracting my original weight. I can't wait to get official stats at his 2-month checkup next week. I think the doctor is going to be so happy with his growth. Yay!