I'm tall, I have my own room, and I'm great at pooping. And smiling. In that order.

Levi's two-month appointment was on Monday, and today he is officially 8 weeks old! He's very good at focusing on objects, particularly if they're colorful, though he doesn't really seem to want to grab them yet. His crying has increased, as it generally does with babies but so have his smiles, so its okay. Like most babies, he likes a change of location/view.

His talking noises have increased, though I can't seem to catch much of it on video. I think he likes to talk when he hears other people talk, particularly Tim. He often coos a lot when Tim is singing to him. I'll have to try to capture that sometime :)

At his doctor's appointment we discovered that Levi is (or was, on Monday) 10 pounds and 9 ounces, smack in the 50th percentile for his age, and in the 75th percentile for length (I don't have the exact length, my little pediatric book they were supposed to give me never happened, so its coming in the mail supposedly). Maybe the genes from Tim's dad and my brothers are coming through in Levi's height :)

Levi moved into his own room last night. Mainly because I was tired of his noises at night! The co-sleeper was PERFECT for the first two months of his life, saving me from having to transition so extremely with getting up multiple times a night, or having to sit in his room and rock him to sleep. I could just sit in my own bed, half asleep, etc. I could even fall asleep with my hand on his tummy to help him feel secure but be sound asleep myself two feet away on my own mattress.

But now...he's in his own room. He didn't seem affected by (read: realize) that he was in a different place. He sleeps like his dad :) He's got a little musical mobile on his crib that he enjoyed for awhile, and once he fell all the way asleep (read: I was so tired I tried to just put him down when he was wide awake, and he was not having that) he slept well, giving us almost seven hours straight, which he sometimes does. Usually its about five hours, for once during the night and once more eating before I leave for work.

Should I be entertained by my play mat? No - I think I'll just sleep.

That's the other news - I've gone back to work "from home" part time as of Friday, for the next three weeks. I've got a sitter coming to the house each morning for about four hours, also named Holly, during that time, and I just hit up a local wireless hot spot like Panera or a local cafe to bust out as much work as I can in those four hours. It was okay this a.m. I've been doing work from home for about two weeks now, so that wasn't too bad to sit down and get down to business. I didn't think I'd have too much of a problem leaving Levi, I'm not a terribly sentimental person, and we did have some extra cuddles this morning. I was a little sad, but since I'm a uber-compartmentalizing person (hence the lack of sentimentality) as soon as I started doing work, I completely focused on that and hadn't thought much of missing him until it was time for him to eat (read: me to pump). I blame my brothers for giving me this ridiculous ability to focus while I do work, because they were freakishly annoying when I was younger and we homeschooled, and I had to learn to shut out everything around me, all physical distractions as well as distracting thoughts, to just complete whatever I'm working on.

We've been reading more books, particularly ones with very bright and contrasting illustrations that Levi can focus on for a minute. As well as mommy's favorite books, like "I love you, Stinkyface." And Daddy's favorite books, like "Frog and Toad are Friends." I'm considering working another part time job (it's a bad habit, what can I say) at Barnes and Nobles or Borders so that I can buy all kinds of books for him :) Just kidding, only one job these days for me.(Tim made me write that last sentence because I promised to stop trying to work so many jobs once we had kids. But seriously, like, four hours every Sunday or something for a 50% discount on books? I bet I could make it work ;)

Levi and I had our first road trip over the weekend, to a friend from college's wedding about two hours away. Though he couldn't really stay at the reception because the music was way too loud, we walked around the Country Club it was at, which had very pretty grounds, and we had a great time with several of my friends that I haven't seen in quite awhile. Levi was mostly very calm, slept fine at night and was okay with being carted all over and driven around most of the weekend. Right up until the car ride home, during which my (world traveler) friend Katie turned around in the front seat most of the ride to hold his pacifier in, which was sweet :) Now we're ready for our big road trip to New Hampshire for July 4/Julie's (Tim's mom) 60th birthday. A big thank you to Levi's grandpappy (guess which one of our parents that is) for the hotel room for the night at the wedding.