Riley is 7 weeks old today. He’s starting to change already. He’s starting to come out of the fetal looking stage and is starting to look like an actual baby. He’s starting to enjoy being awake, which is good and bad. It’s good in the sense that we don’t have a screaming baby all the time. It’s bad because he wants to be entertained the entire time.
From day one Riles hasn’t been too crazy about laying on his back. He’s been holding his head up since birth, albeit for short periods of time. Now, though, he insists on being held upwards so he can stare at the lights (a habit that must run in the family because Avery, my nephew, has a similar fetish).
For the first time Riles slept through the night last night. From 10pm-ish to 5am, it was nice to get at least one night of full sleep. Although I wish he would repeat it tonight, I know our luck probably won’t stretch that far.
UPDATE: After telling everyone all day long that today Riley turned 7 weeks old, Courtney and I realized that it was actually yesterday that he turned 7 weeks old….heh…
