Braden's had a rough couple weeks--ending in his six month check up where he had lost half almost a pound in a week. :( He has a pesky rash on his scalp that keeps popping up. On his third round of antibiotics he started sleeping through the night because his tummy was so upset he didn't want to eat. This led to the weight loss and a VERY hungry baby this week. Seriously, hungry all the time. We're meeting with a dermatologist next week, so hopefully they will give us some answers then.
Weight: 16 lbs 11 oz, 30th% (down from 17 lbs 9 oz the week prior)
Height: 27.75 in , 90th%
Head: 17 in, 50th%
Braden's just starting to be slightly stable sitting up--he's still not very good at it, but he's practicing. No crawling yet, but he occasionally gets up on all fours. Also, no teeth. I'm grateful for this. Finley is his favorite thing to look at--he smiles and giggles like crazy at that boy.
He's totally serious about sucking his thumb and is just delightful to be around. He (normally) wakes up around 3 to eat, and sleeps from about 8 to 8:30. I like it. He takes 3 naps most days. And he's cute.
Finley is two and a half. Can you believe it? You should because it's true. He's doing awesome with the potty training--exceeding my expectations all the time. He's a great talker and, just like Braden, is delightful. I love to listen to him play and talk to himself--he just cracks me up. He's just about got his pronouns straightened out and he loves to practice them all the time.
I listened to the Wicked soundtrack today on my run and these lyrics sum up how I feel: "We couldn't be happier, because happy is what happens when all your dreams come true. Isn't it?" And while all our dreams haven't come true (I don't have a hundred babies, I haven't qualified for Boston, and Arrested Development hasn't actually started filming yet...), life is pretty good around here. We really couldn't be happier.