Isaac is 2 months old

Isaac turned 2 months old today. (Well, it's past midnight so really yesterday.) He weighed in at 9lbs 8 1/2 oz. That's 1 pound 2 ounces more than J.K. weighed at his age. I definitely think Isaac is going to be bigger than his big brother. Isaac is nursing really well but has insisted on sleeping in the bed with us. Poor Johnathon usually sleeps on the couch, especially since Isaac has started moving around more in the bed. Isaac can hold his head up although he still gets a little wobbly; he can also do some little push-ups. He is slowly discovering his voice, other than crying! We think he is looking more like me. He is a little snuggle bug and loves to be held.

J.K. is being a wonderful big brother. He is always giving Isaac hugs and kisses. Hugs are J.K.'s newest thing. It's so sweet! Today J.K. gave Isaac his binkie without being asked when Isaac was crying, and I was trying to get us out of the house to work. He will fetch diapers for me or Isaac's blanket. Of course there are times when he totally ignores me, but I think that's typical at this age. And he often tries to get my attention while I'm nursing Isaac; I hate that negative attention is still attention to him! Patience is definitely a learned trait, and I hope J.K. learns a little more about it sooner rather than later! LOL

J.K.'s biggest achievement for the new year is no more pacifier. We almost had him weaned before Isaac was born, but that week before, he started waking up at night wanting it. I really wanted my sleep that last week so I gave it back. Then he started wanting it more and more and refusing to give it up. We decided that at the new year there would be no more paci. We warned him that Santa said he had to give up his nuki at the new year, so the day before one of them "broke". He didn't know what to think of it, but he would not put it in the trash. Rather he threw it on the floor but would occassionally go back to it, I guess to make sure it was still broken. I know he was disappointed. On New Year's Day his last one broke. It didn't come as such a surprise for this one. We told him we were sorry, but that's what happens when they get old. He also would not throw that one away and just threw it on the floor. (They are still somewhere around here; we're hoping he'll throw them away.) Amazingly J.K. went to bed without any trouble that night. He did ask for it, but I reminded him that it was broken. He was satisifed with that answer. This is day 2 without one, and we're doing all right. However, he has refused to take a nap the past 2 days; I wonder if it has something to do with it. I pray he takes a nap tomorrow!