Max's 2 month appt.

Max got to go see the doctor yesterday. He was all smiles until the end of the appointment. You know, when the real fun begins. Poor kid. 

I had my camera in my bag so I grabbed some of him just before the doctor got in the room. I realized I hadn't taken any personal photos for 2 weeks! I've been grabbing my phone since it's quick and easy, but I'm trying to get back to capturing the little moments.

He kills me.

The doctor said everything looked more than great. He's obviously growing well and developing like a champ.

He was 12lb 13oz which I assumed was pretty big. Then I saw Carson was 11lb 1oz at this appointment! Max really is big! He was also 23 3/4 inches which put him just over 75% for both height and weight.

Thennnnn came the shots. He turned purple and then was okay after I picked him up. Then he got a little mad again when we were about to leave. Here's his scrunchy cry-face.

He cried on the way home, but I knew he was just hungry and now tired. He sleeps most mornings and he had been up more than usual. We got home and he crashed while eating. I scooted him over on the couch and his lips turned into this:

Think he was tired? Carl told me for Max's sake I shouldn't post these photos. Umm, don't you know who I am? Those lips are no joke.

I got some video of those things in action too, plus a good sleep smile.

I had pulled out that onesie from Carson's stuff and put it on Max for the first time. I couldn't resist going to find the pics I knew I had of Carson in it. It was eerie with Max wearing it because I could only picture Carson in it! He was about 3 1/2 months here and in this blog post:

Here's one I missed from the other day of Max for a little comparison:

After we got home from picking up Carson, Max just couldn't get settled. He cried A LOT for him. I couldn't get him to eat and he just seemed really uncomfortable. Of course I couldn't find his Tylenol anywhere so I had to have my mom grab some on the way home. I got about an hour of peace with Saint Sleepy Wrap. I seriously will sing this thing's praises for as long as I live. I love every second of having him in that thing. 

Back to taking photos of the little moments, I did some contorting to get these memories.

After some medicine and a bath he did pretty good last night, other than wanting to eat for most of the night. At least I know when that kind of thing is coming after a day of not enough eating.