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Sunday, January 25, 2009

    month 4


little bits,

you are a very happy and healthy four month-old baby bear now. although, you were not very happy when mama and daddy took you to see your pediatrician for your checkup this past friday. this visit actually went a lot better than your previous ones..... but i don't think that's really saying much.

you have gotten so BIG! you weigh a little over 15 pounds now and right around 27-28 inches long. we can never get an accurate measurement of your length because you get all wiggly and fussy when we get to that part. maybe you don't like to be nekkid around strangers. you also got another round of vaccinations which was no fun at all. you have no clue how much it hurts me to see you cry. that's when daddy takes over because i'm pretty much useless at that point. he's a charmer; that's how he got me. ;-)

this month is very special for all of us. your daddy and i got married a year and a few days ago and you were conceived sometime during our honeymoon. so actually, if i'd carried you 40 weeks, you'd be 3 months old instead of 4. oh, but trust me, i'm not complaining; i don't think i would've lasted another 4 weeks of pregnancy and not killed someone. one day, you'll understand what i mean.

you got your first booboo last week. i thought i was gonna die, your daddy laughed at me, and you just gave me your usual 'what the fuck?' look. see, i kinda forgot to clip your fingernails after your bath and i didn't put on your little mittens when i put you down for your nap. so, when i got you up, you had this ginormous scratch on your itty bitty nose and the earth stood still. i may have overreacted just a little.

you've been trying to scoot the past couple of weeks and i don't really like it. you just turned 4 months old. i'm not ready for the scooting. scooting leads to crawling which leads to walking. stop it! i'm just now getting comfortable with you sitting up on your own for several minutes without tipping over. since your growth spurt, you're up a lot longer during the day with 2 short naps and 1 long nap and you pretty much sleep through the night. sometimes, you wake up around 3 or 4 in the morning a little fussy, but usually some cuddle time with daddy gets you right back to sleep. your pediatrician gave us the okay to start giving you rice cereal, but i think we're gonna wait a little longer. the boob juice seems to be doing a great job of filling you up.

my little honeykisses, you are such a joy to be around. you have so many funny little faces and that smile that brightens the darkest days and you're just a perfectly happy baby. as you get a little older, i'm learning not to smother you with so much attention and affection. i'm giving you more time to yourself in your crib and your bouncy and your swing. and instead of running over to you the second i hear a little whimper, i let you cry exactly 45 seconds before i pick you up and kiss your little face. 45 seconds really isn't much, but it seems like forever when there's a crying littlebug.

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