I'm not going to say that "I can't believe he's already two months old", not because it is so beyond cliche that it's coming back in style, but because I honestly can't believe this kids isn't 6 months old already. These past 2 months have gone by much slower than I had expected and I can't even remember what pre-Ryder life was like, besides, he is such a little chunk and looks like he should be 6 months old :). He weighed in at 13 lbs 14 oz (75%) and was just shy of 25 inches (90%) at his appointment. He really is a dream baby, he slept 11 1/2 hours the night of my birthday, his gift to me, and has been going 9-12 hours strong ever since. He is so content to just sit all day, rotating between the swing, bumbo, bed and bouncy chair (that Maddox sat in and broke and is now jimmy-rigged with duck tape), and he has a flat head to prove it. I really do feel guilty about that one. He has the cutest smile and melts my heart right into a puddle, I couldn't ask for a better baby. I don't know what I would do, or what mental facility I would be located in right now, if he was difficult. I won't lie, it was hard. I never really thought I had the baby blues that bad, but looking back I was a mess. He's almost 3 months old as I'm writing this and I've come such a long way. It's nice to finally be able to say that I enjoy being a mom again, there were days when I really struggled with that. I remember hearing a celebrity say one time that the only thing she wants in life is for her kids to know that every day she loved being a mother. Of course she had a live-in nanny, full time house cleaner and personal chef, but that's beyond the point. I really do hope that despite the hard days and the times that I lose my mind, my kids will know that more than anything I really do love being their mom and am so grateful for each one of my four blessings that make my crazy world complete!