Your kids, your future kids, they dress so cute, don't they, with their Hanna Anderson and their Petit Bateau and their Zutano Baby matching little pants and coats and socks and, look, they've got bows in their hair. But my kids? My kids are hobos. The big one, she's got yogurt in her hair and mud on her pants and she's missing a sock and her face is covered in some kind of nose goop, but don't even think of trying to wipe it...she will eat you alive if you get within an inch of her face. And the baby? Her pants are too small, but that's because they're pink and I wanted it clear that she's a girl because her top is blue with fire trucks and lions because we're into hand-me-downs, but with the peach fuzz hair it gets tiresome always having to say girl.
The big hobo's pants don't fit right either. They did this morning in the house, but now, out here, her diaper pops out of the top of and you're probably noticing that the baby hobo's onsie isn't snapped so it keeps riding up her belly and kind of defeats the purpose of layers. There is spit on her fleece and her pants and a small bit of mystery yellow on her ankle. The baby's booties are forever falling off and instead of gloves there are socks on her hands.
As soon as we go inside anywhere, the big kid wants her shoes AND SOCKS off. Doesn't matter if we're in the bank or the library, if it comes off, she wants it off now. Like NOW!
Our diaper bag is a small country in the midst of a terrible civil war: wipes stuffed into a supposedly disposable wipe container, smushed diapers, an outfit that was supposed to be a back up outfit that was actually used to wipe up vomit, a sock, another different sock, a toy nobody wants to play with, an old spoon with dried peas on it, pacifiers that are the wrong size, a piece of cloth, a third and yet entirely different sock.
We drive in crumbs. There are cheddar bunny crumbs and graham cracker crumbs and little bits of apple peel crumbs and crumbs from bread and pretzels and rice cakes and muffins and corn chips and scones. There are the plastic peels from string cheese and boxes of raisins and apple cores of apples eaten long ago.
But your kids. We have high hopes for your kids. But be forewarned. The hobos are coming and they're not going back.
November 30, 2010
November 19, 2010
6 Months and Rocking!
Miss Koala is 6 months today! In fact, six months ago at this very minute I was pushing her out---sans ANY pain meds, y'all. Cuz that's how I roll. As I write this, Miss K, you are 11 minutes away from being born! This past half a year has FLOWN by, girl. In no time, you're going to be eating some bday cake!
Anyway, to celebrate your 6 monthness, mama had Indian food tonight. I haven't had any since September and since you're not nursing as much now I'm thinking we can deal if it makes you a tad fussy.
You had three solid meals today. You had combinations of pureed squash and peas and bananas and applesauce. I think you're enjoying it...sometimes you get a little squawky while eating and I'm not sure if it's because you want more and you're not getting it fast enough or some kind of other gastro issue is going on. You tend to eat best at the Montshire museum and I think you like your food warm rather than cold and man, have you made up for any non-pooping issues you had in the last five months!
I must change 800,000 diapers a day.
What else? It goes without saying that you're getting huge. Goodbye 3-6 months clothes, hello 6-9 and 6-12! I saw 2-4 little bits o teeth on the top of your mouth and it feels like you have about 20 more coming through. You're getting good at sitting. When you're interested in something, like the craziness of story time at the Norwich library, you can sit on your own for a minute or more. The other day I tried to lay you down on the bed and you attempted to push yourself up to sit. I remember last month or so when I stuck you in your sister's high chair and you were slipping and sliding all over the place. But this week you sat in it for quite a while no problem. There was a nice moment a few days ago when you were playing with some toys on the highchair tray and your sister was on the kitchen stool next to you playing with her toy cookies on the tray too.
Sweet.
(For the record violence against babies has decreased this month but you were bitten yesterday).
You're definitely more into toys. I can give you something and, if it's baby appropriate, you can hold it and examine it. You seem to like the little Grover your dad bought you.
Your dad brought down the Exersaucer aka Circle of Neglect this month and you're pretty into it in small doses. Today I had you hang out in it while I put your sis down for a nap and all of sudden you got really quiet. I went to check on you and you gave me this huge LOOK AT ME grin.
You're getting really fun, Miss K. I love the morning (especially when it's after 7AM) when you wake up all happy and edible! Mmmmmmm.....baby. I like hanging out on the bed making you laugh and kissing your amazing baby belly.
I feel like I'm sort of getting the hang of this two kid thing. Today we came back from Tot Lot and you were hungry and I was hungry and Miss Bean was hungry. I had to cook soup, feed you and me and Miss Bean and it all got done.
You sleep in your own bed (except for a few mornings here and there when we're too lazy to put you back in your crib) and you have the potential to sleep through the night. It's been better and some nights---like when you went till 4AM---great. But then there are nights when you're up three times and well, you're a baby. I think back upon the weeks when getting you to sleep was a nightmare and how we had to use the swing all the time and now we never even think about it. You eat dinner around 4:30, nurse around 5:30 and are usually in bed by 6. The swing has needed new batteries for weeks and we haven't bothered to put them in. You nap for 40 minutes although occasionally, like when I need/want to go out, you'll do a good long one. I'd like to get you on a better nap schedule but I'm not sure how possible it is.
Have I mentioned how cute you are?
Okay little duck, six months ago you were 12 minutes old! And now you're this amazing, food eating, toy holding, working on sitting, fantastic laughing little baby. I am so excited to see what month #7 brings!
Love,
Mama
Anyway, to celebrate your 6 monthness, mama had Indian food tonight. I haven't had any since September and since you're not nursing as much now I'm thinking we can deal if it makes you a tad fussy.
You had three solid meals today. You had combinations of pureed squash and peas and bananas and applesauce. I think you're enjoying it...sometimes you get a little squawky while eating and I'm not sure if it's because you want more and you're not getting it fast enough or some kind of other gastro issue is going on. You tend to eat best at the Montshire museum and I think you like your food warm rather than cold and man, have you made up for any non-pooping issues you had in the last five months!
I must change 800,000 diapers a day.
What else? It goes without saying that you're getting huge. Goodbye 3-6 months clothes, hello 6-9 and 6-12! I saw 2-4 little bits o teeth on the top of your mouth and it feels like you have about 20 more coming through. You're getting good at sitting. When you're interested in something, like the craziness of story time at the Norwich library, you can sit on your own for a minute or more. The other day I tried to lay you down on the bed and you attempted to push yourself up to sit. I remember last month or so when I stuck you in your sister's high chair and you were slipping and sliding all over the place. But this week you sat in it for quite a while no problem. There was a nice moment a few days ago when you were playing with some toys on the highchair tray and your sister was on the kitchen stool next to you playing with her toy cookies on the tray too.
Sweet.
(For the record violence against babies has decreased this month but you were bitten yesterday).
You're definitely more into toys. I can give you something and, if it's baby appropriate, you can hold it and examine it. You seem to like the little Grover your dad bought you.
Your dad brought down the Exersaucer aka Circle of Neglect this month and you're pretty into it in small doses. Today I had you hang out in it while I put your sis down for a nap and all of sudden you got really quiet. I went to check on you and you gave me this huge LOOK AT ME grin.
You're getting really fun, Miss K. I love the morning (especially when it's after 7AM) when you wake up all happy and edible! Mmmmmmm.....baby. I like hanging out on the bed making you laugh and kissing your amazing baby belly.
I feel like I'm sort of getting the hang of this two kid thing. Today we came back from Tot Lot and you were hungry and I was hungry and Miss Bean was hungry. I had to cook soup, feed you and me and Miss Bean and it all got done.
You sleep in your own bed (except for a few mornings here and there when we're too lazy to put you back in your crib) and you have the potential to sleep through the night. It's been better and some nights---like when you went till 4AM---great. But then there are nights when you're up three times and well, you're a baby. I think back upon the weeks when getting you to sleep was a nightmare and how we had to use the swing all the time and now we never even think about it. You eat dinner around 4:30, nurse around 5:30 and are usually in bed by 6. The swing has needed new batteries for weeks and we haven't bothered to put them in. You nap for 40 minutes although occasionally, like when I need/want to go out, you'll do a good long one. I'd like to get you on a better nap schedule but I'm not sure how possible it is.
Have I mentioned how cute you are?
Okay little duck, six months ago you were 12 minutes old! And now you're this amazing, food eating, toy holding, working on sitting, fantastic laughing little baby. I am so excited to see what month #7 brings!
Love,
Mama
November 16, 2010
Suck It, America.2
I accidentally ordered 800! diapers for my baby. I meant to only order 400, but oops. Now we're down to single digits of diapers for Miss Bean. Her order won't be here till Thursday at the earliest. Oops.
I feel pretty crappy (pun intended!) about all this. We should switch to cloth ones, but I just can't bear to deal with more laundry. As it, we're surrounded by teams of it. And then when we finally do it, we can barely manage to put it away. But still. These diapers are just going to sit in a landfill forever.
Kids are just terrible for the environment. Seriously almost everything I've bought in the past few days has been stuff for the kids. Actually the only money I spent today was at the pet store. The Bean and I bought a bone for a dog she's especially fond of. I think it's an edible bone so at least that won't be in the landfill with all those diapers.
I feel pretty crappy (pun intended!) about all this. We should switch to cloth ones, but I just can't bear to deal with more laundry. As it, we're surrounded by teams of it. And then when we finally do it, we can barely manage to put it away. But still. These diapers are just going to sit in a landfill forever.
Kids are just terrible for the environment. Seriously almost everything I've bought in the past few days has been stuff for the kids. Actually the only money I spent today was at the pet store. The Bean and I bought a bone for a dog she's especially fond of. I think it's an edible bone so at least that won't be in the landfill with all those diapers.
November 12, 2010
Suck it, America
We got the mini van! And I love it. And I drove it to walmart and bought the baby cheap clothes because for some odd reason she has none. Can't figure it out. We had another baby two years ago and that baby had clothes that we kept. Maybe it's because Miss K is huge and baby clothes shrink. She won't be 6 months till next week, but she's already in 6-9 month stuff and she can wear some 9 month stuff already.
I used to be a good person. I took the train. I walked a lot. I shopped at the food coop. Now, I'm all evil in my big car going to the big box stores to dress and diaper my offspring.
I still recycle though.
Whew.
I used to be a good person. I took the train. I walked a lot. I shopped at the food coop. Now, I'm all evil in my big car going to the big box stores to dress and diaper my offspring.
I still recycle though.
Whew.
November 2, 2010
Cute Things My (Older) Daughter Says: Feel Free to Skip This Post If You're Not Related Or Just Not In The Mood
Hi Bean!
It's been a while since this blog has been addressed to you. It's election night and while your dad wants to follow the depressing returns, I thought I might come up with a list of cute things you say because in a few weeks/months/years you won't be talking the toddler talk.
So here it is:
Garbon: This is garbage as in please can throw this in the garbon for me. You can now say garbage but garbon sounds so nice and French that we've decided that in the house we can say it while outside we use the proper word.
Mines: As in, this is mines! And this is mines! And this silly baby toy that I have zero interest in except that it's next to my sister is mines!
Pumyum: This is how you say pumpkin. You say pumpkin perfectly but now we just like pumyum better.
Pocket down Rosey: This is how you sing Ring-Around-Rosey.
"I want to be a wedding!" You are very interested in weddings and brides right now since your babysitter's sister just got married and you got to look at pictures of the bride. Yesterday you said you wanted to marry me and daddy, but later, after a short lecture on the institute of marriage, changed your mind and decided that you wanted to marry your neighbor/buddy H. You wanted to get married at his house because they have delicious grammy cookies.
Grober: As in the Sesame Street character, Grover. You always say that you like Elmo, Daddy likes Cookie Monster, I like Big Bird and Dahlia likes Grober.
Eggy/Eggie: As in Ellen, your wonderful babysitter. You can say Ellen, but perhaps unfortunately for her, we've all taken to calling her Eggy.
Bobo: This is what you called H's dog Boregard. Apparently they all call him that now.
Big Arm: This took me forever to figure out and I was so psyched when I did that I think I woke your dad up to tell him the big arm mystery was solved. Big Arm=Playground! It's unclear weather you like calling it big arm or you really can't say it.
Okay, that's all I can think of right now. Your dad insists on depressing me with the election returns.
Keep talking your blue streak, baby!
Love, Mama
It's been a while since this blog has been addressed to you. It's election night and while your dad wants to follow the depressing returns, I thought I might come up with a list of cute things you say because in a few weeks/months/years you won't be talking the toddler talk.
So here it is:
Garbon: This is garbage as in please can throw this in the garbon for me. You can now say garbage but garbon sounds so nice and French that we've decided that in the house we can say it while outside we use the proper word.
Mines: As in, this is mines! And this is mines! And this silly baby toy that I have zero interest in except that it's next to my sister is mines!
Pumyum: This is how you say pumpkin. You say pumpkin perfectly but now we just like pumyum better.
Pocket down Rosey: This is how you sing Ring-Around-Rosey.
"I want to be a wedding!" You are very interested in weddings and brides right now since your babysitter's sister just got married and you got to look at pictures of the bride. Yesterday you said you wanted to marry me and daddy, but later, after a short lecture on the institute of marriage, changed your mind and decided that you wanted to marry your neighbor/buddy H. You wanted to get married at his house because they have delicious grammy cookies.
Grober: As in the Sesame Street character, Grover. You always say that you like Elmo, Daddy likes Cookie Monster, I like Big Bird and Dahlia likes Grober.
Eggy/Eggie: As in Ellen, your wonderful babysitter. You can say Ellen, but perhaps unfortunately for her, we've all taken to calling her Eggy.
Bobo: This is what you called H's dog Boregard. Apparently they all call him that now.
Big Arm: This took me forever to figure out and I was so psyched when I did that I think I woke your dad up to tell him the big arm mystery was solved. Big Arm=Playground! It's unclear weather you like calling it big arm or you really can't say it.
Okay, that's all I can think of right now. Your dad insists on depressing me with the election returns.
Keep talking your blue streak, baby!
Love, Mama
October 26, 2010
Jumpin Jack Flash
So....we made it back to NH, totally in love with the spaciousness of the minivan. Man, did it feel crowded back in the Impreza. I think we'll sell/trade N's outback and get something totally uncool. Actually, I like the Toyota Highlander a lot and that looks pretty cool, but I've never driven one and I have a feeling that nothing will be as spacious as a minivan.
We've gotta get a babysitter so we can go test drive some mom mobiles! How's that for fun?
What else? N's had LONG days at work this week so I've been on solo parenting duty. I feel like it's pretty mangeable although dinner was a little nutty. I didn't tell N what his first born had for dinner, but I'll tell you: cottage cheese and yogurt and frozen blueberries.
I said, "what do you want for dinner, Bean?"
Bean said, "Cottage cheese and yogurt and frozen blueberries."
So she did.
It was late. The baby was crying and hungry and tired and crying and we didn't really have anything prepared so I gave her what she asked for. Halfway through I defrosted a hot dog so she'd have some semblance of protein, but it wasn't my finest of meals.
Miss Koala had gobs of squash and oatmeal. She LOVED it. At least she got happy when I fed her and cried when I stopped. After a while I had to stop since it seemed liked she was eating too much for someone her size even if she is enormous.
We started feeding her solids for dinner over the weekend instead of giving her a bottle. She was SO happy. It defnitely helps her feel more settled when she nurses before bed. But I have to feed her early, not too close to bedtime, or she gets too full and kind of sick. I messed that up tonight. But it was so nice out this afternoon and we went down to the playground where there were a million kids and you know this weather isn't going to last and we just kept running into people we knew and it was one of those nights where you give your kid what she asks for for dinner because then you don't actually have to think of something.
Oh, and yesterday, Bean had strawberry ice with whipped cream and a cherry. For lunch.
We've gotta get a babysitter so we can go test drive some mom mobiles! How's that for fun?
What else? N's had LONG days at work this week so I've been on solo parenting duty. I feel like it's pretty mangeable although dinner was a little nutty. I didn't tell N what his first born had for dinner, but I'll tell you: cottage cheese and yogurt and frozen blueberries.
I said, "what do you want for dinner, Bean?"
Bean said, "Cottage cheese and yogurt and frozen blueberries."
So she did.
It was late. The baby was crying and hungry and tired and crying and we didn't really have anything prepared so I gave her what she asked for. Halfway through I defrosted a hot dog so she'd have some semblance of protein, but it wasn't my finest of meals.
Miss Koala had gobs of squash and oatmeal. She LOVED it. At least she got happy when I fed her and cried when I stopped. After a while I had to stop since it seemed liked she was eating too much for someone her size even if she is enormous.
We started feeding her solids for dinner over the weekend instead of giving her a bottle. She was SO happy. It defnitely helps her feel more settled when she nurses before bed. But I have to feed her early, not too close to bedtime, or she gets too full and kind of sick. I messed that up tonight. But it was so nice out this afternoon and we went down to the playground where there were a million kids and you know this weather isn't going to last and we just kept running into people we knew and it was one of those nights where you give your kid what she asks for for dinner because then you don't actually have to think of something.
Oh, and yesterday, Bean had strawberry ice with whipped cream and a cherry. For lunch.
October 19, 2010
5 Months!
Miss Koala!
You are 5 months old today! In NYC! You were supposed to be 5 months in NYC, CT, MA, VT, and finally NH, but we stayed one more day in New York because your papa N got food posioned and spent the earliest parts of the morning puking puking puking. One lesson you should no know at your wise old 5 monthiness is: DON'T ORDER THE FISH ON MONDAYS!
Moving right along, you seem to be growing up and out and long! You're are super aware of your surroundings now and I feel confident that when I bring you to places like the playground or gymnastics that you will enjoy it (to the best of your non-mobile abiities) and then, when you've had enough stimulation, take a quick nap.
Getting you to go to bed has gotten so much easier this month. In fact, I really don't remember the last time we used the swing! Yay! I am starting to wonder if you might like to have a bottle instead of nursing before bed though. I think you get so tired that nursing is too much and you get a little hysterical. So we might try incorporating that during your sixth month. I think you also might be ready to have some dinner. There may be some mushy goodness in your future, little one.
This is also, hopefully, the last month that you'll be swaddled. It's time to say good-bye to that rarely washed cotton wrap, dude.
You haven't rolled or really attempted to roll again this month,but I'm confident that you'll be moving soon enough and I really enjoyed doing a whole yoga class two weeks ago when you so chilly lay on your back and listened the whole time. You have discovered your feet, which is pretty exciting. For you.
Okay, this post was just interrupted by YOU! For the second or maybe third time this evening (and you've been asleep for less than 3 hours!) you've woken up and needed a cuddle. You've been sleeping horribly in New York. I don't know if it's that you're going to bed hungry (which I kind of doubt since you're huge) or you're teething like crazy or you don't like sharing a room anymore, but it's been a little bit of a nightmare. Actually, you haven't been sleeping that great in NH either, baby. And you know, you're kind of old now and mama's kind of tired, so let's work on improving this, 'kay?
Although there have been some scratches, I'd say all in all violence against babies has been down this past month.
Your sister has decided that you're going to be a monkey for Halloween. While in the city, I found a cheap costume, which I hope will fit you in 12 days, monkey girl.
You're still smiling and laughing AND pooping a lot, which is a lot of fun.
Here's to an unswaddled, sleeping longer stretches month #6!
Love,
Mama
You are 5 months old today! In NYC! You were supposed to be 5 months in NYC, CT, MA, VT, and finally NH, but we stayed one more day in New York because your papa N got food posioned and spent the earliest parts of the morning puking puking puking. One lesson you should no know at your wise old 5 monthiness is: DON'T ORDER THE FISH ON MONDAYS!
Moving right along, you seem to be growing up and out and long! You're are super aware of your surroundings now and I feel confident that when I bring you to places like the playground or gymnastics that you will enjoy it (to the best of your non-mobile abiities) and then, when you've had enough stimulation, take a quick nap.
Getting you to go to bed has gotten so much easier this month. In fact, I really don't remember the last time we used the swing! Yay! I am starting to wonder if you might like to have a bottle instead of nursing before bed though. I think you get so tired that nursing is too much and you get a little hysterical. So we might try incorporating that during your sixth month. I think you also might be ready to have some dinner. There may be some mushy goodness in your future, little one.
This is also, hopefully, the last month that you'll be swaddled. It's time to say good-bye to that rarely washed cotton wrap, dude.
You haven't rolled or really attempted to roll again this month,but I'm confident that you'll be moving soon enough and I really enjoyed doing a whole yoga class two weeks ago when you so chilly lay on your back and listened the whole time. You have discovered your feet, which is pretty exciting. For you.
Okay, this post was just interrupted by YOU! For the second or maybe third time this evening (and you've been asleep for less than 3 hours!) you've woken up and needed a cuddle. You've been sleeping horribly in New York. I don't know if it's that you're going to bed hungry (which I kind of doubt since you're huge) or you're teething like crazy or you don't like sharing a room anymore, but it's been a little bit of a nightmare. Actually, you haven't been sleeping that great in NH either, baby. And you know, you're kind of old now and mama's kind of tired, so let's work on improving this, 'kay?
Although there have been some scratches, I'd say all in all violence against babies has been down this past month.
Your sister has decided that you're going to be a monkey for Halloween. While in the city, I found a cheap costume, which I hope will fit you in 12 days, monkey girl.
You're still smiling and laughing AND pooping a lot, which is a lot of fun.
Here's to an unswaddled, sleeping longer stretches month #6!
Love,
Mama
October 13, 2010
Later, Skater!
Sorry for the silence. With all my free time between diaper changes and nursing and getting in all the playground time we can, I somehow have managed to neglect ye little blog. Anyway, we've been having a time here: Miss Koala has found her feet, The Bean has decided that she's going to be a lollipop eating COWBOY this Halloween, and we've rented a minivan to see how we does it and we're heading down to NYC tomorrow!
When we return on Tuesday, Miss Koala will a humongous 5 months and we might have sold ourselves on a new boat.
Updates to follow.
When we return on Tuesday, Miss Koala will a humongous 5 months and we might have sold ourselves on a new boat.
Updates to follow.
September 28, 2010
Another Fall
Miss Bean has been saying, "Goodbye Summer, Hello Autumn," this past week. And although it was annoyingly humid today, those leaves are changing and dropping off at a really rapid rate.
This is my third fall up here. The first one struck me as the most beautiful. Perhaps because it was my first and because I was so tired that everything was just a little bit druggy. Last year I felt like the colors were too patchy. And this one is...well I don't know. It seems fast. I know what's coming although I don't know how it's going to be with two kids. I feel like we have to be outside all the time while we still can. Even when it gets cold, I think I'll try and get the girlies outside for a stroller walk everyday. We have these super cozy bundle me things for the stroller....if I make sure they've got hats and gloves how miserable will they be in zero degree weather?
I know they're gonna hate it, but I truly believe everyone is better mentally and physically when they get fresh air.
In other news Miss Koala HAS A TOOTH! I know, she's only four months. It's on top too, which I think it pretty unusual. It kind of explains her wacky a doodle nursing of late. Maybe she's reconsidering that sandwich N offered her last week....
This is my third fall up here. The first one struck me as the most beautiful. Perhaps because it was my first and because I was so tired that everything was just a little bit druggy. Last year I felt like the colors were too patchy. And this one is...well I don't know. It seems fast. I know what's coming although I don't know how it's going to be with two kids. I feel like we have to be outside all the time while we still can. Even when it gets cold, I think I'll try and get the girlies outside for a stroller walk everyday. We have these super cozy bundle me things for the stroller....if I make sure they've got hats and gloves how miserable will they be in zero degree weather?
I know they're gonna hate it, but I truly believe everyone is better mentally and physically when they get fresh air.
In other news Miss Koala HAS A TOOTH! I know, she's only four months. It's on top too, which I think it pretty unusual. It kind of explains her wacky a doodle nursing of late. Maybe she's reconsidering that sandwich N offered her last week....
September 19, 2010
Four Months! And Counting!
Today, Miss Koala, you are four months! Go you! We celebrated this milestone by taking you to Kmart and buying all kinds of cheap Chinese crap that we can't live without. On a happier note, here's what you've been up to:
Smiling/laughing: You're doing this a lot more. Some objects really make you smile. You like the little blue monkey and the elephant the best. Early in the morning is your best time. You're a pretty happy baby except when you're tired/hungry/full of poop, which is probably 78% of the time.
Crib: You've been in your mini crib in your tiny room for the past five nights. The first three were pretty rough. You woke up more frequently and wouldn't take the paci. Just the act of having to get up made me exhausted. But it seems like you're getting more used to it. Last night you did an initial five hour stretch.
Sleeping: The last few weeks/month it's been kind of a nightmare getting you to settle down (not cry) before going to bed at night. For some reason, you're usually okay going down for a nap, but the evening hours are not happy ones for anyone. We've been in this situation of either putting you in the swing after an hour of crying or letting you nurse yourself into a coma. I think all the crying makes you pass out from sheer exhaustion. The other night though, I was able to get you settled without a long stretch of crying. I've been rocking you in the glider in your room, which you like. I'm looking forward to having you sleep unswaddled. It seems sort of silly at this point since you're able to bust out of it so quickly, but the few times I've put you down without it, you flailed and cried.
Gymnastics: You've flipped once on both sides. You spent a lot of this week on your side, attempting to flip from your back to your stomach, but got incredibly frustrated. You love to be held in a sitting up position so you can look out.
Holding: You can hold onto your monkey and parts of your elephant. I don't think there's 100% cognition that you're the one doing the holding, but I think by next month there will be.
Pooping: You've got some issues there, honey. Last Sunday, after five days without going, we had to take action, which you were not happy about. Hopefully we won't have to do that again.
Battle Wounds: You big sister has had a few relapses. You had a minor eye gauging and still have a scratch on your head. I'm sorry about this, little love. Hopefully this next month will leave fewer emotional and physical scars.
Eating: You're full o' milk. Your dad offered you a ham on rye this afternoon to see if you were interested in food. You looked at him like he should know better. I think we'll wait till next month to start solids.
Here's to a rolling, laughing, pooping, smiling, wound-free fifth month.
Love,
Mama
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