Dear Blake,
You baby, are a chunk. Though I don't believe it is in an excessive way. Today we did some fancy weighing magic and you are already 10 lbs 6 oz. I can feel it every time I lift you from the pack n' play. You getting hefty and I love every jowl and jelly roll. Yep, you are cute and cuddly. Yesterday you spit up a lot, spouting like Ole Faithful the minute I finished feeding you. You not only nailed yourself, but me, the bed spread, my pillow, and even the floor. Not pretty little one, not pretty. It made me feel so awful. You looked so stunned after and I couldn't believe how much came up. It was gross, to say the least. It was also kind of horrifying. I wiped you clean, changed your clothes, and you fell right to sleep. It must be hard spitting up that much,m because you were plum tuckered after. Fortunately we still had plenty of dirty diapers and the scale to prove you are still getting exactly the nutrition you need. I cannot believe how quickly you are changing before my eyes. K.B. my little man with the thick belly and projectile spit ups.
Loves Always,
Yo Mama
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