Charlie: The Heavyweight

On Tuesday, April 4 Charlie had his 2-week Doctor's appt. Bob and I were pretty anxious to find out how much weight he'd gained (Charlie doesn't fit in the bowl for kitchen scale weighing anymore). He looked a lot bigger to us, so we were guessing he'd gained a pound or so. Well, we were pretty shocked when the scale read 10 lbs. 2 oz! Apparently Charlie's seemingly incessant eating is doing it's job. He grew 3/4 of an inch too, bringing his length to 22 inches. This time Charlie showed the doctor another side of himself and screamed the entire time he was naked. We have decided that Charlie is either extremely modest or extremely sensitive to the lingering Rochester cold. His "schedule" is still pretty unpredictable, but good nights (in which Mom and Dad receive sleep in at least 3 hour stretches) seem to outnumber the bad (in which Mom and Dad begin to cry along with Charlie and cease to count the number of times they get up with him). He's having more alert time now and making good eye contact. We can't wait until the first smile!