Elijah turned eleven weeks yesterday.  He also had his two month appointment.  (a little bit late)  He weighed in at 12 pounds, to me he seems so unbelievably BIG, I can’t believe how quickly he’s growing.

I really mean that.  I have stopped wishing away the newborn phase (yes, I did, I admit it.) but now, oh my gosh, he is just such a treasure.  I am so excited to watch him grow up but for now I’ll take exactly what he has to offer us, which is Elijah being Elijah, at this moment.

I  can remember coming here when he was just two weeks old to tell you guys what a difficult baby he was – and he was.  SO HARD.  I was scared to come to you  because I didn’t want you to think that I was complaining about this amazing blessing in our lives, something we had hoped and prayed for for so long and here I was – COMPLAINING.

Your response was nothing short of the best thing I could have heard.  Words of support flooded my comments and my inbox, I felt so loved and mostly I felt not alone.

So, it only makes sense that I come to you and tell you the good things, things have changed drastically since that moment nine weeks ago.

-HE SLEEPS!  Not much during the day, just cat naps but that’s okay because when we are awake we can watch his amazing self when he is awake.

-He doesn’t cry as much as more.  When he was diagnosed with reflux (four weeks ago?) I was totally skeptical.  But there is now no doubt that this poor baby was just so uncomfortable.  My only regret was that I didn’t have him checked for it sooner.

-Nursing is so much better.  I plan to write an entire post, series, BOOK! (totally kidding – NO BOOK) about my nursing experience with Elijah thus far.  Although our nursing relationship is not perfect, it’s GOOD and that’s all I want.  On Sunday, for the first time in nine weeks, I didn’t have to give him a supplement!  (yesterday, I did, twice- but that’s okay!)  I’m thinking it’s a little like pushing a baby out, you get to a certain point and the baby goes back in, you push again, the baby moves, you stop pushing and he goes back in until FINALLY you get the baby over that hump and woooosh, the rest is BETTER.

-His eyes.  His eyes are some of the most captivating things I have ever seen.  I love looking into my kids’ eyes, I love that they just know to look into YOUR eyes when speaking, there’s no discomfort, it’s just the natural thing to do.  Eli’s eyes make it difficult for me to get anything done.  He just stares into my soul, it’s like we are conversing through our eyes with no words, the entire time my heart beating quickly because the beauty is overwhelming.  And he watches me so closely, everywhere I go, he hears my voice and he looks for me.  I am his Mama.  And he knows it.

-Back to sleeping, our nights are becoming nothing short of pretty awesome.  He typically goes to sleep at ten, if he can hold out that long and sleeps until four.  This morning he woke up at 4:30, he ate, I laid him down at 5:40 and then we slept until 8:25.  That, my friends, is heaven.

Speaking of heaven, I am missing James and Jake.  Watching Eli grow is bittersweet and I am reminded of what we don’t get to see with James and Jake.  However, James and Jake help me remember how BLESSED we are to have this family.  Every single one of us helps to create our own little heaven on earth.

It’s powerful.  And painfully beautiful.