Long and Lean
Lowell is almost 28 inches long but only weighs 15 pounds, 14 ounces. At this same age, James was half an inch longer and 3 pounds, 5 ounces heavier. Yes, Lowell is still my little shrimp. I like to think he’d be chubbier, heavier, if he didn’t spend so much of his energy crying, wailing, screaming, and gnashing. He’s just not much of a happy guy. It’s not that he can’t be happy — he’s plenty happy with MEGA eye contact — it’s just that he isn’t happy on his own. Plus, he’s a little constipated as I started him on mashed bananas, and well, we all know what bananas do to a person.
James, at 2 years old is hovering right around 30 pounds and is 36 inches tall. I don’t have his stats sheet in front of me so I don’t know the percentages, but those don’t really matter afterall.
Right now, Lowell is getting tummy time in an attempt to get him to work on rolling over, since he simply does not roll over. He can, but he doesn’t. My online mommy-friends call this “Abandoned baby time” since it really does feel like you’re abandoning him to the floor. So, yeah, there is a lot of crying right now. Poor little guy. I’m going to go down on the floor with him now.
August 18th, 2007 at 1:53 pm
I feel like each time when you describe Lowell’s personality, you are describing Chloe. (Oh, and she didn’t even break 15 1/2 lbs at 12 months.) It can be so aggravating sometimes, the inability to self-entertain, but it does get a little better.