3 months old
How quickly the time has gone; from when this little being entered the world to today, a quarter of a year has passed. It certainly doesn’t seem that long, and yet many changes have taken place. He’s no longer a featherweight in my arms. He smiles, chuckles, squeals when something delights him – he holds his head up and looks around – he can bear weight on his chubby legs when we hold him – and, he sleeps through most of the night, waking only once or twice for a feed.