Forms of nature: 3 months!

Sigh...my boy celebrated his 3 month birthday this week.
Yesterday, I sadly came to terms with the fact that he is no longer 8-12 lbs and I choked back tears as I grudgingly retired all of his 3 month outfits...sob...as I was packing them up, I found one that he never even got a chance to wear...and how appropriate was the script sprawled across the front of it

It's amazing that it is possible to feel this conflicted as a mom: equal parts excitement and pride on the one hand, pride about how his growth is right on track and he's reaching all his milestones and "isn't he just the cutest growing-est little man?" and then sadness and mourning about the loss of his tiny cuddly size and the disappearance of newborn reflexes and "wasn't he just the tiniest, itty-bittiest little baby boy?"
I suspect this conflict never eases off...hence my mom crying at my baptism, crying at my graduation, crying at my wedding, crying when I got pregnant, crying when I delivered her grandson...I know now, from my short 3 months of experience, that those are tears of joy...mixed with the slightly bittersweet sentimentality a mother feels for the loss of her little baby.....

Anyways, along the lines of the "isn't it exciting how much he is learning and growing!?" train of thought, I will share with you my favorite pics demonstrating some things he's doing at 3 months.

He has learned how to drool...and he does not hold back...

He has learned to hate tummy time less...

(Not sure if I have seen a baby with a rounder face. I probably don't need to point out that his cheeks have probably doubled in size since his 2 month pictures were taken :)

He loves to watch himself and others in the mirror. He smiles and squeals at himself and all around looks proud as a peacock when he sees his reflecion....no, we are not raising a vain child...