This week Cody turned 4 months old! Yay!

He had his four month checkup, and we discovered that he weighs 15 lbs and 5 oz, which is in the 47th percentile, and he is 25″ long, which is in the 52nd percentile. Basically, he’s completely average for weight and height. However, his head circumference is in the 97th percentile! Apparently we have a giant-headed baby. 😉 He’s going to be a genius!

Cody learned how to screech and kick his legs when he’s angry, so he can now throw mini fits when he feels like it. He’s much more interested in objects now and likes to grab things and touch the pages of books when I read to him. He has a renewed interest in looking at our faces, too; he likes to look up at me when I’m holding him, and he bends his neck back to look at Cory when he’s in the Ergobaby. He also pats and grabs at my face when I’m feeding him, which is usually cute until he whacks me in the eye. His favorite toy is still our dog, Sky, and he also likes to bounce enthusiastically in his jump-a-roo.

Fortunately, his naps have been a bit more frequent and longer this week, and he’s back to 3-4 naps a day for about 45-90 minutes each. He takes almost all of his naps in his swing, and often falls asleep to white noise, although I’m starting to try nursing him to sleep in bed for some of his naps.  He’s sleeping a little bit less at night now, from about 9 PM to 7 AM, and he still wakes up frequently to nurse. He’s also been randomly waking up around 2 AM and not falling back asleep even after I nurse him. Luckily his swing seems to do the trick to put him back asleep, though I would much rather him stay in bed with us.

He wasn’t as fussy this week. I suspect he’s been so grumpy lately because he was having problems with nursing (as a result of my overactive letdown, which can also lead to reflux). I’ve improved the situation by doing some block feeding (a method of reducing milk oversupply) and now feeding him more frequent, smaller meals. It seems like it has helped a lot, though it means I have to nurse him every 1-2 hours. That’s okay with me though–the nursing phase of his life is so short, and I’m enjoying it while I can!