Harvey Speaks Out

My big 7 week old. I love this voice!

Harvey: 2 months

It's time for a blog.
I've been meaning to write. I want to remember these months and moments and the time when my baby was teensy is already foggy. I saw an 8-day-old and I can't remember Harvey being so small.

Harvey at 2 months:

My boy discovered his feet. He likes kicking off of me. Our middle of the night burping method is laying on my back and propping him up into a sitting position, on my tummy. While we wait for his burbs he loves to kick his legs and watch his feet. It's better when he has fun or colorful socks on.

This week he is nine weeks old and realized he has hands. He swats the animals in his Treetop Friends playgym. Each time he appears surprised like it was an accident but he must be practicing because he's hitting his target with more accuracy. Tonight he was swatting the ribbons on my shirt and caught one in his hand... Andrew said it was a little like playing with a kitty.

He refused the three types of pacifiers I've offered. Occasionally his hand lands in his mouth and he sucks ferociously.

He now watches me when he nurses and pauses to smile at me. That gummy grin and sweet gaze leave me lovestruck. His little fists are getting chubbier and dimple as they grip onto my shirt. When he's full he pops off, arches his back, and sighs contentedly.

Harvey's a great sport to put up with my photoshoots. I really enjoy dressing him in the morning. Off with his baby nighties and on with a long sleeve onesie with pants. It helps build the sense of day vs night (for me anyway!). I have started to tuck away his newborn outfits and am making sure he's worn every 0-3 month item in his drawer. Baby sizes are so weird and untrustworthy. I put on a onesie tonight that said 3-6 months, 12-18 pounds and it was way too small on my 11 pound 2 month old. Oh well. Easy come, easy go.

Today I told Harvey that we had to get ready for school. Well, he slept or ate through his entire Infant Times class while the other moms and babies danced and did movements to baby songs. Seems we aren't exactly morning people.

Harvey actually did go to school before today: I brought him in to meet my clas last week! Dr. Seuss' bday was the perfect occasion for me to go back and read aloud to my students. I fretted a bit the night before imagining 28 kindergarteners pawing all over him. Our visit was a surprise and instead of hug attacks or frenzied energy they were speechless! They all stared in awe... One student whispered ('his hand moved!') and then hands were raised. Some suggested he attend their old preschools while others thought maybe he could be friends with their baby siblings. I have the best cutest sweetest class ever this year and I was fighting back tears at how grown up and lovely and first-grader-ish they seemed. My sub is amazing: the classroom had terrific writing samples and art up. And most importantly she loves them!

My team took turns holding him and getting him to smile. We all decided it would be awesome if I could take Harvey to work with me.

So, I'm blogging from an iPhone app. My computer is neglected and my trusty little phone is doing it all these days. You'll definitely be hearing from me more!

I love being Harvey's mom!