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Hudson: 2 Months

This precious little nugget is already 2 months old!
He is such a great baby, although he thinks he needs held all the time especially in the evenings when mommy is trying to cook and wrangle the big brothers. He's an amazing sleeper and pretty consistent. He goes to sleep around 8pm and doesn't wake up till 3-4am. Then goes back to sleep for 2 or 3 more hours before he's up for a while. He's definitely a morning person. He is super happy when he wakes up!
Right now he's wearing 3-6 month size clothes (will update later with his official height and weight after his checkup next week). He is cooing and smiling so much! Love our little "chats" in the morning and when I go see him at lunch. Such a happy smiley baby.
We are still doing great with breastfeeding although with him sleeping such long stretches at night I worry about my supply going down. I'm going to have to start pumping before bed or waking up to pump so I can keep my milk up. I promised myself I wouldn't stress this time though so trying not to.
Hudson Thomas, you are such a precious little man and we love you so much. Can't imagine life without you now and wouldn't want to. We all adore you and can't wait to see your little personality develop these next few months.


Update: we had Hudson's 2 month well visit yesterday (8/11) and he weighs 15 lbs 11 oz and is 25" tall. Growing boy!!

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