(Photo actually of him at 6 weeks as this post has been sitting in my draft folder for a week, oops!)
He's lost the newborn look and is getting lots and lots of chubby rolls. A couple days ago he started "talking" to me and sometimes gets really smiley when I'm talking to him. He's had lots of belly laughs in his sleep that sound so toddler-like that they startled me.
He's starting to be awake a lot more and crying less. I'm honestly ready for the next "stage". I didn't want the newborn phase to ever end but God makes development so gradual that you start to get excited for the next part and then the next part. Yes, still bittersweet, but I'm excited to have a more interactive little guy and I know his siblings are, too. He cries every time they hold him.
My kids are fine about it but I know they want to hold him more. They are so unbelievably sweet with him. They're like little mommas (and a little daddy). They stroke his face and hair gently like I do and pat his back when he's upset. They fetch his binky for me and will sit there and help hold it in for him when he needs some pacifying (he won't pacify after nursing - I have so much milk that he starts to choke, sputter and gets too much so binkies it is!).
Though Judah is not a very gentle brother. I have to watch him like a hawk. One time I was nursing Silas and talking to someone. Judah was standing next to me, staring at his brother. I glance over and see Judah reach a finger out and poke Silas in the eye really, really hard! Momma Bear may have growled... just a little... errr a lot!