Declan at 4 months

Somehow babyhood goes even faster the second time around. How is our little guy already so old? Don't ask me, but since he is almost 5 months old I thought I better hurry and do his 4 month update. :)

Stats:

Weight: 16 lbs 8 oz. (~73rd percentile)

Length: 26 inches (~85th percentile)

Head circumference: 45 cm (~97th percentile)

In case it wasn't obvious just from looking at him, he is big. But especially his noggin. :) His doctor's appointment went well. The poor guy had to have three shots again and it was just about as upsetting to his big sister as it was to him.

You know, we kind of had a rough start with Declan. He started life as a somewhat demanding, fussy baby. It seems like he is the complete opposite now. He is almost always smiling and happy, although when he does get mad it happens very quickly and he still occasionally gets so mad that he sort of passes out. And it still scares me every time. He goes to sleep easily in the car and at home in his crib. He doesn't particularly enjoy laying down for long periods of time when he is awake. He just always wants to be sitting up and checking everything out. He isn't rolling over yet but he's getting closer.  We did start rice cereal with him this month and he loves it. Declan has the patience of a saint when it comes to his sister and I hope that lasts. We recently cut out night feedings. If he wakes up in the night he doesn't get fed unless it is after 4 or 5 in the morning. Unfortunately, he still wakes up at least once or twice between going to bed and 4 am, but at least it is brief. Declan is such a delight and we are so happy to have him as part of our family!

 He has a pretty cute sad face.

 I know I'm biased, but oh my heck is he cute or what?

 He looks a lot like some of my baby pictures in this next picture. Especially in the eyes/brow line.

 So handsome. Who says dressing a boy isn't fun?

Seriously, the number of "tight squeezes" this boy endures in a day is unreal. And please admire Tatum's outfit. We are officially to the stage of sometimes insisting on picking out our own outfits. So fun.

 He loves chomping on his hands.