5 Months (and 3 days) Later

Ethan turned 5 months old this past Saturday. That seems so hard to believe, in a way, but it also feels as though he's already lived a lifetime. Five months ago, today, he was in the OR with his chest wide open, as his incredible medical team (the Ultimate Physician, included) performed a miracle on his tiny little heart. I hope I never lose the sense of amazement that comes along with that.

And speaking of amazing, here are a few of Ethan's current "stats":
-14 pounds, 9 ounces
-24 (and some change) inches long
-eating a little over 4 ounces every 3 hours (except we've been able to drop his 1 a.m. feed -- can I get an AMEN?!)
-on average, takes about 1-1.5 ounces through a bottle each day
-started eating rice cereal with a spoon
-has given us a few giggles, but we're still waiting on that "true laugh"
-has two of his bottom teeth, and it's suspected that more are on the way
-loves it when his daddy sings "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star"
-can sit up with very little assistance
-rolled from his back to his tummy once (but that darn cast got in the way!)
-looking more and more like his daddy each day:

We love you, Ethan. You are simply amazing. Happy 5 months!