X snuck in an extra feeding last night in between his usual 11 p.m. and 3 a.m. sessions. This morning he suddenly didn't fit into any of his newborn clothes, resulting in about 20 minutes of baby torture while I kept dressing and undressing him, looking for an outfit that would allow him to fully extend his legs. He weighed in at 12 pounds this morning (I think our scale is a little more generous than the pediatrician's, though -- he has an appointment later this week, so I'll have to weigh him at home first to compare).
Giant baby!
Giant baby, viewed from above
Please stop yelling, giant baby! We submit to your will.
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