Today Elijah had his 2-month doctor visit.  He is officially healthy and average!   He clocked in at 22 1/2 inches long (30th percentile) and 11 pounds 11 ounces (50th percentile).

It's hard to believe he's already 2 months old.  December always flies by anyway, let alone when you have 3 kids.  Elijah has been such a joy to our house.  Yes, he's still colic-y and keeps us up but he also is so cute and lovable.  At night we continue with the drill of Dad getting up to change diapers and Mom feeding.  Dad also will take Elijah out to the living room during longer crying spells.  (I then get on the computer and stay up later than I should after Elijah falls asleep on me!)

Today Elijah rolled over from front to back.  Oh the little things you celebrate with a baby.  Eljiah has also been smiling a lot and we're learning the little tricks to make him do it. Emma and Elliot have not lost interest in the baby.  In fact, Elliot continues to show a lot of affection to him and we're trying to teach Elliot how to love him gently :) Only a few people have had the privilege of seeing the real Elliot (if you watch the kid's video, you get an idea).  Elliot, the other day, was standing at the changing table while I was changing a diaper and recounting the whole Christmas story for Elijah.  (It's quite amazing - he knows it all - from the wise men, to the bad king, shepherds, angels, Mary and Joseph)  I hope some day I can be at the right place at the right time with the video camera and I'll show you what I mean.

Nicole's mom brought over her baby book and we checked out the resemblance.  I still maintain that Elijah is a good 50/50 mix of the two of us.  Sometime soon I hope to post some pictures to show the comparison.  For those who haven't adopted it may not occur to you that the whole resemblance thing is something new for us (yes, I know, Emma and Elliot DO look like us).  I find myself staring at him a lot trying to see who he looks like.  And I came to an interesting realization the other day.  I will be, in a sense, watching myself grow up.  Remember, he was born on my birthday?  What I mean is, Elijah kind of looks like me (and maybe acts like me?) and will be exactly the same age I was for all the holidays and stuff.  I can imagine very clearly what I was like on my first Christmas.  Kinda cool.