So this post will be about Andrew, but to get there, we have to start with Nathan. Nathan has a few favorite phrases right now that Jeff and I hear more than others, all of which are often amusing in their own ways. First, "Nathan do it by himself" is definitely echoed throughout the day as he approaches being an independent three year old. Second, "Nathan likes ______". It really doesn't matter what it is, Nathan likes it. He is like a walking-talking Facebook thumbs up for the world. "Nathan likes apples". "Nathan likes string". "Nathan likes garbage". Anyone around him could feel very good about oneself as Nathan probably likes you too.
But, the phrase I love to hear, perhaps more than the others, is "When Andrew gets bigger". Almost daily, my heart is filled with joy as Nathan declares something about what life will be like when Andrew gets bigger. "When Andrew gets bigger, he go to playground with Nathan". "When Andrew gets bigger, he eat oatmeal like Nathan". How can I not love the sound of my sweet first boy taking time to imagine the future for he and his brother?
Oh, I know the day will come when Andrew does get bigger and Nathan doesn't want to worry about his little brother. In the mean time, I love every declaration of fact, every cuddle and kiss Nathan forces upon Andrew, every opportunity where Nathan wants to wear striped pajamas in the middle of a Saturday afternoon because his brother is.
Andrew was scheduled to have his a check up at the beginning of February. And then, on the day of his appointment, the weather changed and it snowed. And snowed. And snowed. We had an unofficial mid-winter break the second week of February as our corner of the state was buried in snow. So we had to reschedule which meant waiting weeks for our busy pediatrician's schedule. At five and a half months, Andrew had his four month check up.
It was nice to catch up with our pediatrician as she had her own bundle of joy arrive weeks after Andrew's birth and has since been on maternity leave. She is always very comforting and was particularly humble as she laughed at herself for the things she does as a parent, which conflict with the advice she's given for years as a pediatrician (nothing serious, just little things). In a way, at one time or another, I imagine any parent or parent-to-be has probably made some blanket statement about their parenting choices and then done something different. Or maybe I imagine it that way to make myself feel better. :) At any rate, I always enjoy these visits and appreciate the attention and advice she does give.
My estimations about Andrew's weight were accurate as he came up 20 pounds 9 ounces, just above the 95th percentile. He is 26 inches long, which is at about the 50th percentile. Believe it or not, according to my own records, Nathan was the same length at this age, but Nathan was three pounds heavier!
Andrew is twisting his upper body even more as he tries to roll over and is super close to sitting up. His favorite position is sitting or standing and "jumping" in your lap. He holds his head well and loves grabbing at small toys. He is quick to giggle and smile and even quicker to let you know when he's unhappy. He loves swinging his arms and kicking his legs which sometimes make it hard for him to settle into sleep time.
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