This week has been very polarized. We got our first clear signs of colic, and our first actual smile. Moriarty seems to sundown some days. One horrific evening he screamed for 3 or 4 hours, only sometimes settling down when we bounced him or vigorously danced him around the room. For stretches of up to half an hour we was completely inconsolable. Not gassy, wet, or hungry, just screaming. It's either colic or he's practicing for a career in heavy metal. The pediatrician told us the fact that he requires hours of walking/bouncing/dancing every day means we've found the one thing that calms him, otherwise he'd be screaming those hours too and the colic would have been more obvious.
The smile was much more delightful, and made me cry. He's been making proto smiles for a week or so, but they weren't clearly in response to us. This time we were playing on the floor and I looked down at him and smiled (which I do often) and he smiled back. Pure magic.
He's experiencing explosive radiating growth. He was 8 lb 11 oz at birth and was 11 lb 3 oz at the end of last week. He's growing out of the 0-3 clothes. He's solidly in 3 month clothes and will start migrating into 3-6 soon. A co-worker of mine with a 1 year old son donated lots of old clothes so we have some on hand. Despite becoming gigantic, he's actually decrasing in weight percentile. At birth he was around the 80th percentile, now he's more like the 72nd. Same for head size. He's still growing well, but you could say he's regressing to the mean.
His eyes are focusing much better now. When he's looking around it's often directly at us, and watching us. He's noticing the contrasting things in the room more. We have the pink/red cherry blossom mural that he likes to look at now, and a bright blue octopus on a green background. He also noticed the frog hanging above his changing table for the first time today (it's been there a week). His little brain is starting to actually take in the world. He's also willing to spend more time awake in his swing, which I take as less constant need for my smell/sound/touch. He is still spending ~6 hours a day on me which makes things like eating and getting the bathroom difficult, not to mention chores (which clearly then become Pip's job).
The last exciting milestone of the week is a giant head lift during tummy time. Ok, giant by Moriarty's standards. He'd gotten a little better at lifting his head last week but this week I was shocked at how high he lifted it. Pip and I were having naked baby tummy time and he held his head up like a turtle coming out of it's shell. Awesome.
Next week Phil will be in town and we'll have a special Grandpa edition.