Thompson, you are now three months old! You are quite a big boy, weighing in at 15 lbs, and your easy going and happy personality is really starting to shine. Nothing makes me happier than seeing that toothless grin and hearing your giggle. You also love to babble and blow saliva bubbles, and you cackle every time we fake sneeze in front of you. Dad has also started to play airplane with you, which really gets you laughing.
You're now wearing size 2 diapers and wearing mostly 0-3 month clothes. Some 6 month and even 6-12 month outfits fit you now, which blows my mind. You've got really good head control now, and we can even sit you in the Bumbo for short periods of time with close supervision.
(Sidenote: would any of y'all be interested in a post about exclusively pumping? I know I struggled to find a lot of information on it when I was exploring this option. If so, leave a comment or shoot me an email to let me know you would. I would be happy to share everything I've learned so far!)
You've really adjusted well to the Moms On Call schedule we put you on. Not only has it been good for you, but it's great for me and planning my workday. I know what hours of the day you'll be down so that I can arrange to get all of my work done during that time. At this point you're sleeping for 18-19 hours a day, which has been absolutely amazing. You also are sleeping in a Merlin's Magic Sleep Suit, which has worked wonders on your sleeping habits. I'm able to get all of my work done while you're asleep, so that we can have great quality time together in the few hours that you are awake. I'm praying that these good sleeping habits will follow you through your first year.
Your hair has started falling out in the most peculiar pattern. Your Aunt April described it as "epic hair" and that truly is the only word I can think of to describe it. You're almost bald on the sides, but still have a thick tuft of long brown hair on top. It's quite a hipster look from the front. From the back, not so much. You have an insane cow lick which sends the back of your hair standing straight up like alfalfa, a little bald spot from where your head rubs in the crib, and then a line of hair at the top of your neck straight mullet style. Epic, truly epic.
Sweet boy we fall more and more in love with you each day. We are so thankful that God chose us to be your parents. You are so incredibly loved.