After weeks of worrying, I had a slight meltdown that resulted in a text conversation with my nurse friend Debi who took care of Hayes in the hospital. At 9 weeks old Hayes was still sleeping ALL day, he wasn't smiling at all and I was freaking out that something was wrong. I could pick him up, move him around and lay him back down and he wouldn't even stir. When he was awake it was barely long enough to eat and then he was zonked out again. It was like he was three weeks old not nine.
Debi reassured me that I needn't worry quite yet, and that in reality he was considered to be barely a month old. After studying "corrected age" and a two month check up, my worries have subsided a bit and we are thoroughly enjoying this little guy. He is growing fast! At his checkup he weighed a hefty 9lbs 15ounces. (I guessed ten pounds right as the nurse put him on the scale). Nearly doubling his birthweight. He is a really good baby unless I eat spicy food. (I had to learn that the hard way!) Within a few days of my worry meltdown, Hayes "woke up" and also gave me a HUGE smile that I had to work WAY to hard for! His smiles are few and far between, Wes still hasn't seen one. He still sleeps an awful lot during the day but is staying awake for longer periods of time. He does good at nights and last night he slept from 10-4! Yay! Things are looking good for this boy. We couldn't be happier!







