Month 3

Age: 3 Months

Weight:  14 pounds, 10 ounces

Height: No idea, you're too squirmy to measure right now.  You're getting taller because the legs of your jammies aren't as long as they used to be.

Favorite activity:   Chewing on your hands!  Good grief, get those things out of your mouth.

See!  Get them out of there.

Honorable mentions:   Giggling and smiling.  (Those are Mommy's favorite)

Least favorite activity:   I can't tell you how much you hate it when it is time to burp.  The screaming...oh my.  The only way Daddy and I can get you to stop is to sing the ABCs.  I will admit that there has been a time or two I have forgotten what letter comes next/gotten a letter wrong because I've been singing the song for the last 15 minutes and my brain has officially turned to mush.  I expect you to learn to read by age 2 since we're practicing your letters this much.

Milestones:  You're sleeping in your crib!  Almost all the time.  (See sleep below...)

You're doing a fantastic job during tummy time.  You hold your head up, look around, and seem happy to be doing it.  You get closer and closer to turning over every day.  We're very excited!

Overnight you decided you loved tummy time.  I can already see you thinking about crawling.  Please stop that.

Finally, you learned to giggle this month!  It was so wonderful to hear you giggle.  Mama loves to make you giggle.  I giggle, which makes you giggle, which makes me giggle, which makes you giggle.  It's quite the riot.

You aren't as content to lay on your back anymore.  You want to know what is happening and see what is going on around you.  You enjoy sitting on my lap whenever possible and looking at anything that is around you.  We're slowly introducing you to the baby carrier in the hopes that we'll be able to use it at the beach this summer.  You did a wonderful job the other day!

Words:  You may not know any words, but you sure can convey your thoughts to us.  You babbly and coo constantly.  Mimicking our inflection is also happening a lot.  It's cute now, buddy.  But when you're 14 and mocking what I say it will NOT be cute.

Also, the word "moose" is evidently hilarious to you.  As soon as we say moose, you grin and start to giggle.

Sleep:  Mama made Daddy a little crazy worrying about you having a hard time transitioning to your crib.  You live to make Mama a liar.  You did a fantastic job sleeping in your crib once we elevated one side.  That being said, the transition has been interesting.  Daddy said he was worried the crib elevation was a little too steep (and Mama agrees).  Then he said he was afraid you'd roll right down into the wall if we put you in there.  Of course, Mama scoffed at him and told him how he was wrong.

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About that.  The first night we came in to get you when you were hungry and three guesses where we found you.  Alllll the way at the bottom of your crib.  Sigh.  So Daddy was right, this once.  It's going to go to his head, I just know it.

Best Moment:  Your first giggle was just about the best day, ever.  I swear I see fireworks every time you giggle.  I will never tire of hearing that laugh.

Worst Moment:  Your itchy eczema outbreak is heartbreaking.  You're itchy and I know it.  I hate to itch so I can only imagine how your feel, baby.

Eating:  This month you have been all over the board.  Sometimes you guzzle 6 ounces like you haven't eaten in weeks.  Other times, you leisurely sip 4 ounces and could care less about those remaining two ounces.  We let you decide how much you want to eat and you will never be forced to eat food you don't want.  If you're not hungry, you don't have to eat.  Bottom line.

You also love to eat your hands.  I keep trying to redirect you with your bink, but you'll spit it out at me thirty seconds after I put it in and shove a fist back in your mouth.  I'm not shocked, you've been fascinated with your hands since birth.

Hang on...I need to eat this fingers again.

Today, you grabbed my hand and pulled it close to your mouth.  You gnawed on it a little before releasing me and sticking your own hand back in your mouth.  Evidently, Mommy's flavor is nothing compared to yours.

Teeth:  No visible teeth yet, but you're drooling up a storm.

Loving and Loathing

My worst fears have come true...you're a morning person.   Most days, you sleep until around 8.  However, sometimes you get up early and you're awake when I leave.  I love those days and I loathe those days.  I loathe them because it is so much easier to leave you in the morning when you're asleep.  I sneak around the house when I'm getting ready so that I don't wake you or Daddy up.  The mornings you're up early are tough.  I come back three or four times to kiss you "one more time."  I love those days because you're smiley and snuggly and giggly in the mornings.  You're so happy it's impossible to be upset about the sleep we're missing.

Yesterday morning, you woke up before I had to leave for school.   Daddy got up, did a couple things before you were really awake (a.k.a. crying), and I came in to pick you up.  You were taking your time waking up and when you saw me standing over you, your face lit up and the biggest smile spread across your face.  And my heart melted.  I wanted to freeze time.  Those are the moments I try to catch on camera...but never do.  I either miss it because I can't find the camera (or have to run and get it) or by some miracle, I do have the camera and as soon as you see it you stop.  You're such a stinker.

I hope we never forget these special times together as a family.

For now, I write them here so someday I'll have them to reread in the future.  I can't wait to see what you do next, Little One.