Fuzzy turned two months a week ago. I would have gotten this post up sooner, but his two month birthday coincided with two unfortunate events - his first set of vaccinations, and my return to the working world. Our foray to the doctor's office was initially quite successful - Fuzzy really enjoyed the aquarium in the lobby, and followed the fish with great interest:
Then, as we waited for the doctor in the exam room, he babbled and smiled at me, completely oblivious to what was coming. His newest sound is a sort of wolf-like "aooooo" noise, which he happily makes in response to any conversation.
Then came the shots - 3 of them in his little thighs, and a squirt of attenuated rotovirus in his mouth. His grandmother cried, Fuzzy screamed, and I tried to stay calm and carry on. The Pit wisely went to work that day and avoided the whole traumatic experience. Although Fuzz calmed down after a few minutes, he had another period of screaming later in the day, and then he was fussy for the rest of the week, reverting back to twice-nightly feedings. Not so fun for Mom when I had to wake up in the morning and concentrate on creating research plans and editing documents.
However, everything seems to have returned to normal. Notable recent achievements include:
1) Wringing his hands. Fuzzy found his hands shortly before he turned two months, and he now frequently puts them together and rubs fingers. The action gives him a distinctly nervous look, especially when coupled with his usual somewhat concerned expression:
2) In addition to the hand wringing, Fuzzy has started grabbing at his blankets, and then shoving the resulting fist full of material into his mouth. We would feel better if he also had the ability to shove said material out of his mouth, but I suppose fine motor skills are developing right on track. Fuzzy has also started batting at toys dangled in front of his face, and even grabbing them on occasion. So far the grabbing seems pretty sporadic, but he is clearly thrilled whenever he manages to make it happen.
3) As he has since coming home, Fuzzy remains fascinated with the ceiling fans in almost every room of our house. When he was a tiny newborn, he would glance up at them frequently, and then turn away. Now he can lay there and stare up at them for quite some time, and he also gets a puzzled expression on his face whenever he sees them not moving.
4) I can't really remember any other observations, which may have more to do with my sleep-deprived state than Fuzzy's developmental progress. However, apropos of nothing, I'll leave you with one of my favorite recent pictures, taken at seven weeks:
9 years ago