We also took Milo to a local farm to play in a corn maze, explore a petting zoo and get a pumpkin (basically take pictures of
my cute baby in a pumpkin patch).
Milo weighs well over 11lbs now and is a dedicated thumb sucker. I have exclusively pumped for him since he was born but as my supply was dropping . So with the help of my local la leche league and a lot of frustrated tears (from both Milo and I) he is now exclusively nursing with just the occasional bottle if home alone with dad when hunger strikes.
He is getting better at head control and loves to stare at bright lights and fans. He has a favorite toy and is getting better at grabbing things and waving them around. He smiles all the time and is such a happy baby. I often go back to many months ago when we were told out baby wouldn't survive and I just stare at him in awe and wish I could go back and tell
myself that the doctors were wrong. Our baby doesn't die and is in fact a beautiful happy boy and here are the pictures to prove it.
His name may not be Selah but every time I look at his smile I pause and praise God.