2 months.. and some days

Hi, my name is Jacob and I have blue eyes. Nothing amazes me more than the shade of blue in Jacob's eyes (nothing like his parents' eyes, we have brown and green eyes). It's pure blue, so far they haven't darkened any, not even around the rim. I don't know if they'll stay this color much longer, but I love it.

Jacob is officially 2 months old, and has 3 stick marks on his thighs from shots to prove it. Poor kiddo was a champ through his first round of vaccinations and managed to only appear mad at me for a minute or two. I was a champ too and didn't shed a single solitary tear during the event! I had been told at previous visits that he would be put on the exam table for his shots, the nurse would give him three "pinches" and then I would pick him up and comfort him. So, the nurse came in. I put him on the table and stepped back to watch and then the nurse turned to me and said, "I'm going to need your help".

EXCUSE ME???

I'm pretty sure I had the most dumbfounded look on my face as she repeated her request and pulled me towards the exam table. I was told to hold both of his hands and press my arm across his chest to help keep him still. And, "talk to him while I do this"

UM, NO WAY! I'M NOT PARTICIPATING IN THIS!
I was not prepared. I was not properly informed. I am NOT supposed to be associated with the pain that is getting ready to take place. I'm just supposed to swoop in and be the knight and shinning armor that makes it all better.

I WAS WRONG! And I had to help.

We both survived just fine. I still didn't cry thankyouverymuch.

Before the trauma drama of shots, Jacob was measured and weighed:

10 lbs 11.5 oz, 25 %tile (same as at 2 weeks)

24 1/8 inches, 90 %tile (up from 75 %tile at 2 weeks)

head: something I can't remember right now but 40 %tile (up from 25 %tile at 2 weeks)

He's doing good.