A Day in the Life

I'm so far behind on my blogging! I turned 4 months old last week, and went to my pediatrician a few days ago. Here's my stats: I weigh 13 pounds, 13 ounces, which is the 56th percentile for babies my age. That means I have grown so much that I've caught up to the average 4 month old. (At 2 mos, I was only in the 18th percentile). The doctor seemed very pleased. I'm 24 1/2 inches long, and my giant brain is 41 cm. My eyes are still blue, and I'm still mostly bald. I played a great joke at the doctor's office. Mom had just told him how I always cry within a few seconds of tummy time. So when the doctor put me on my tummy, I looked in the mirror and laughed hysterically, like it was the most fun thing I'd ever done. Dr. G ordered my mother to buy me a full length mirror for tummy time. As if Mom needed an excuse to go to Target! The doctor said I was perfect, and he enjoyed my happiness. Then he told the nurse to poke a needle in each leg. The happiness ended.

We've been keeping busy doing everyday things. Nothing too exciting. Most days, I wake up around 6:30am and demand my breakfast. Mom feeds me and we go back to sleep for a while. When we wake up, she feeds me again, and then it's off to our friends' house. My friend Kendel and I watch our mothers exercise. It's really entertaining... for about 15 minutes. Then we take turns demanding attention. After that, we usually come home and play a little and eat a little. Often my Dad calls around this time. Then I usually give-in to an afternoon nap, so Mom can get a few things done. When I get up, I eat some more. I love eating. We might run some errands or get out of the house for a little while. After dinner, we go for a stroll around the neighborhood. I enjoy that. Then my bedtime snack, my bubble bath, and asleep for the night. A few hours after I go to sleep, Mom comes in and feeds me one more time, but I usually don't even wake-up for it. Being a baby is wonderful!

In my free time, I'm really working on sitting up. I can almost do it by myself. I've also gotten much better with my hands. I enjoy grabbing things, particularly soft things that I can hold onto easier. I like to taste anything that I can get in my mouth, and have been experimenting with the possibility of sucking my thumb. I like to look at the TV, but Mom won't let me watch but for a few minutes. I've been practicing my happy scream A LOT. I cried with tears for the first time a few days ago--that really got me a lot of extra love and attention from Mom!

I promise to update you all more often. Next week, my great aunt and uncle, and Grandma and Grandpa Ford are coming, so there should be lots of new activities, including my first train ride and out of town trip. Ciao!