So, I looked over on the couch check on Bentley and I see him spread Eagle. He's pretty cool like that. We took him in for his two month check up, and he weighs almost 14 lbs. Wow. No wonder my back hurts. He also had to get his shots with that same visit. Dave claimed he wouldn't cry because, (and I quote) "his middle name is Axel." Right. I still went out in the hall when they gave him his shots, and I still heard him. (Don't worry, Dave was in the room.) It was more traumatizing for me than Bentley because ten minutes later (after feeding him) he was smiling at me. I just am not looking forward to his six month shots, when he starts to put together the Dr.'s office and getting poked. Here are some more pictures for you to enjoy, and one of Dave and Bentley taking a Sunday nap on the couch. Ooooh! Bentley farted.
3 comments:
WOW! 14 pounds!!! What a big boy.
I love the sleeping position...but, that can't be comfortable.
14 pounds?! Oh, Chels, give me a break! Just wait until you have a 6 year old smoothering the baby, a 4 year old trying to climb on your lap while you're trying to nurse and two other kids somewhere in the house fighting while the phone is ringing and someone's knocking on your door! Then I'll feel sorry for you, let alone your back! By the way, he's very cute!
I love that you had a dream about all of us. How funny! I'll let you know how close your prediction is. You don't remember exactly WHEN the baby came by chance, do you? :)
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