Alton is now 4 months old. He weighs 14 pound 8 ounces. He is 26 inches tall. (Allegedly. The nurses all measure differently and I am convinced they aren't right.) He is in the 75th percentile for weight, 95th percentile for height, and 50th percentile for head size. Thank goodness. I was afraid he would have a huge noggin.
I just have to say, my son is a joy and a delight!
He is such a happy baby and he laughs and smiles so often that it is infectious!
Travis and I thank God every day for our happy and healthy little boy.
Tomorrow is Pumpkin Patch day!
We have to get rid of the dogs. My husband is beside himself. Also, he has decided since his mom is being unreasonable about our house, he is going to look for a job out of state. Maybe Washington.
I just feel like everything is in upheaval. I knew things would change when Alton was born, I just didn't know that our lives would become completely unrecognizable. I would never ever go back to life without him, but sometimes I do wonder if I had known what would be going on now, if I would have gotten pregnant.
