He grew more than 10 cm since birth.
He doubled his weight thanks to our home made diet. Chocolate milk is in production as a special treat for the holidays.
He eats only five meals a day instead of six or more. A big thank you to Daad who helped me during the transition.
He started to sleep full nights which we hope he will continue, especially for the rest of the family during our big reunion starting tomorrow.
He "talks". Technically he makes sounds more than words but the way he looks at you when he does them makes you feel he wants to say something.
He's looking for his lost thumb or any finger that could go into his mouth.
He can cry as in he now has tears coming. Which breaks our hearts even more when he cries.
He survived his first cold forcing us to learn the tricky art of cleaning nose.
In comparison, in the same time, I might have lost a few kilos (Christmas time in Europe might cancel any loss), I discover that I can live with very little sleep, I certainly didn't grow taller despite wishing for it, and I've never been happier.
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