Today is quite the day. Today, Soren is 4 weeks old, and Yaya is 75 years young. Happy birthday, Yaya! Happy 4 weeks in the world, Soren!
My parents were down for a visit this weekend. Yaya & Gram Gram were here too, and everyone had a grand old time fawning over this little boy of ours. Many photos were taken (some by me, even more by them), and we were treated to delicious foods every day. I'm really glad they were able to come. :) (And not just because of the delicious foods.)
So, another week. Soren is growing so fast. He's up above 11 pounds now, and he's getting really good at holding his head up for little bits at a time. Strong like bear, that boy is! He hasn't settled into a definite pattern of sleeping and wakefulness; it still varies pretty widely, day by day. But he's getting more fun and interactive when he's awake (and not upset about something). He has his fussy periods, for sure, and we're getting the hang of how to deal with them. We've started introducing a bit of sign language into his daily life (signs for [diaper] change, milk, and "all done" so far), even though it's still pretty early for him to even begin to comprehend it. Just like the rest of his language acquisition, it'll take time, but the claim is that babies can physically sign before they can physically talk, and I'm all for giving him any communication tools we can, as early as possible.
All right, that's it for now. Going to make myself some lunch while the little boy is sleeping. Happy day, all. :)