Haolepino Update

Wow it has already been four months since Ekemona was born? Where does time go? I mean March is just around the corner!! That means Spring is coming, which means we are getting close to going home to Maui, which means Gian will finally have a break from school and work, which means I can barely take all this excitement!!!

Well Eke Master just had his 4th month well check up followed by some immunizations. Here are the stats of my fuzzy buns.

Length: 25" (54.41%tile)

Weight: 14.46 lbs (41.39%tile)

Head Circumference: 17" (75.04%tile)

Ok, so MoMo might or might not have a big head. He has torticollis {which is a tight muscle in his neck} and Plagiocephaly {it is when an infant has a misshapen head due to a flatting on one side}. So the doctor said that his head does not measure correctly, instead giving you this LARGE number, making it sounds like he may already be the next Einstein. Regardless this little boy is amazing!

E's likes: car rides, anything with lights and sounds, music, his mobile, Mom, Dad, Tatu, Koko, his jungle gym play mat, he looooooooves the TV and Baby Einstein DVD's, his swing, faces, and being swaddled.

E's not so much favorite things: the taste of Gripe Water and Baby Tylenol, being over tired, being too hot aaaaaaaaaaaannd I think that is all.

He is so easy going, I love that he just hangs out. He never complains unless it is something painful like shots. He has been sleeping through the nights since he was 8-9 weeks old and we wake him up around midnight to feed him. So technically he never wakes up on his own and sleeps 12 straight hours. 

As far as the shots go, it has made him groggy and right now the swing is his favorite place. When the nurse harpooned him with the needle his little face scrunched up and turned crimson red. I have never seen that much blood rush to his face like that before. He cried just for a bit and once I held him he was laughing and smiling at the nurse like she just gave him candy. Once we got home he pouted his bottom lip and started to cry a painful cry. Not one of those angry or hungry cry, but strictly a painful cry. Thank goodness for Baby Tylenol. It is the greatest helper and with out it both Ekemona and I would be crying all night. 

Now it's picture time!!! Oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh picture time...