moving on up

So Max has officially graduated to size 3 diapers.  I don't know why this is such a big deal to me, but I feel like he isn't a little baby anymore.  For the past couple of days whenever you sit him on your lap, he has been lifting his head up and trying to sit up.  Although he is really far from being able to do it on his own, it's so cute to watch him try.  He also has been talking a lot more, and blowing raspberries, and he is enjoying tummy time now instead of it being something that he hates.  I can't believe how much he has changed in just a week.   It makes me sad to think that I have to go back to work next week and possibly start missing some of his firsts.  I hope he saves them for when I am home.  I'm only working three days a week, but I still feel like I'm going to miss so much.  When I went back to work when Wyatt was three months old, he was already rolling over.  So I guess in that way, Max is a little behind his brother.  Max hasn't even tried to roll over yet, but that doesn't bother me.   I know now that as soon as they get mobile and can roll around and start crawling, then they start getting into trouble.  So I'm fine with him being my little stationary baby for now.