He’s 14 pounds, fully vaccinated, and has a ginormous head. He still spends most of his time eating and occasionally sleeping if the mood strikes. His cry is earth-shattering. He smiles way more than Kaylee did at this age, and he let out his first giggle this morning – a hearty belly laugh. I love him so much, some days I feel like my heart will burst. The knowledge that he’s my last makes me cling to every moment we share with ferocity, understanding, and patience that I didn’t have the first time around and that I won’t know again until they bring home children of their own.