First of all, I can't believe it's been nearly a month since I
journaled. Secondly, I can't believe E is 4 months old
already! It's gone by so quickly. I'm just happy that I don't have to
go back to work until July, so I get 4 more months to hang out with her
and watch her grow.
Some of her newest developments have been sitting, laughing and
blowing raspberries. She seriously hates to be in a reclined position.
If I put her in her swing or bouncy seat, she will try to get herself
into an upright position. We had been putting her in the swing during
dinner time, to keep her happy, but had to put a pillow behind her so
she could sit upright. We finally decided it was time to get a high
chair to bring her to the table with us. We looked on Craigslist for a
used one, and the least expensive we could find was $25. We found a new
one for $25 at IKEA, and it's pretty simple and doesn't take up much
space. She LOVES it! We put her in there for dinner, and she plays
with her toys and "talks" to us as we enjoy our dinner without any
crying or whining.
We've also begun to put her in the Kelty backpack for walks. Paul
likes it better than the sling. I think it's because of where you carry
the weight. I like the sling better because I can hold her close to my
body. I'm not sure if she has a preference. She falls asleep quite
easily in both.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Three Months is a Charm
After E was born, many of our friends who already had
children kept telling us that we would really fall in love with her once
she hit three months.
"But I'm already in love with her!" I would say. I had no idea what they meant.
Ever since she hit 12 weeks, she's been such a different child. Her personality is beginning to appear. She smiles when Paul comes home, and she looks for him when she hears his voice. She is beginning to laugh. She doesn't scream every time we put her in the car seat. She is developing a sense of humor. She will give me a pouty lip, then when I look at her with concern and say "Poor baby," she'll smile. She typically does this while sitting in Paul's lap.
She has also begun to squeak like a dolphin. It's too bad we don't live near Sea World, or I would bring her there to talk to them. It's pretty darn funny.
We've been going to Itsy Bitsy Yoga, which has been great fun. It's gotten her to be OK with tummy time for more than 30 seconds. We also have incorporated it into our bedtime routine so she's much more relaxed when it's time to go to sleep, and she's sleeping for 4-5 hour stretches at night. She still sleeps only 30-40 minutes per nap during the day, but I'd rather have the long stretch at night.
Last week, I had some friends over with their babies for brunch. E fell asleep pretty soon after they came over. When she woke up and saw everyone in our living room, she nearly exploded with laughter. It was so cute!
The last time I weighed her with my unscientific method of me on the scale alone, then me with her, she was about 14 pounds. Her next appointment is March 11th. Typically, babies will double their birth weight by 6 months. That means she has only 3 more pounds to go. I can't believe how big she's getting!
"But I'm already in love with her!" I would say. I had no idea what they meant.
Ever since she hit 12 weeks, she's been such a different child. Her personality is beginning to appear. She smiles when Paul comes home, and she looks for him when she hears his voice. She is beginning to laugh. She doesn't scream every time we put her in the car seat. She is developing a sense of humor. She will give me a pouty lip, then when I look at her with concern and say "Poor baby," she'll smile. She typically does this while sitting in Paul's lap.
She has also begun to squeak like a dolphin. It's too bad we don't live near Sea World, or I would bring her there to talk to them. It's pretty darn funny.
We've been going to Itsy Bitsy Yoga, which has been great fun. It's gotten her to be OK with tummy time for more than 30 seconds. We also have incorporated it into our bedtime routine so she's much more relaxed when it's time to go to sleep, and she's sleeping for 4-5 hour stretches at night. She still sleeps only 30-40 minutes per nap during the day, but I'd rather have the long stretch at night.
Last week, I had some friends over with their babies for brunch. E fell asleep pretty soon after they came over. When she woke up and saw everyone in our living room, she nearly exploded with laughter. It was so cute!
The last time I weighed her with my unscientific method of me on the scale alone, then me with her, she was about 14 pounds. Her next appointment is March 11th. Typically, babies will double their birth weight by 6 months. That means she has only 3 more pounds to go. I can't believe how big she's getting!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Happy Inauguration Day!
Today Barack Obama was inaugurated as our 44th president. E
was due November 3rd, and I lost my mucus plug on election day.
E arrived two days later. Paul and I often joke that she had to
wait to see the election results, and make sure they stuck, before she
came out. Had McCain won, I would probably still be pregnant.
The Tigard Library hosted a viewing of the inauguration, so I packed up the Belchigator and we drove there to view it on the big screen. It's hard to describe how I feel about this day. I'm excited for our future as a country because I think that after 8 years, we finally have a competant president. But more than that, I'm excited for my daughter to spend the next four, and hopefully eight years growing up in a country where, as a middle schooler from Atlanta said today, "Black people on the news will no longer all be bad guys." It makes me proud to raise my child in a country where that same kid can say that he wants to be president when he grows up, and know that it's truely possible. It makes me proud to raise my child, knowing that when she is my age, a black, or brown, or yellow or female president will be no longer be "history in the making," but natural and expected.
E slept through the whole thing, just like she slept through her baptism. I tried to wake her up to see her new president, but she was not interested. There was a man at the event with a good camera who took a picture of her with Obama giving his inaugural speech on the TV screen in the background. I can't wait to see it. That will be one for the baby book. I've already printed out the transcripts of his speech and of the poem (written and read by another E) to put into her baby book.
In the midst of my pregnancy, Paul & I often wondered what kind of world we were bringing a child into. We thought that we might have made a poor choice in bringing a child into the world -- that it was unfair to bring a child into this mess. Today, I feel blessed that I have a child born in the era of Obama, and I hope that things get better for her, and every child in the country, and the world.
Barack and Roll, Baby!!
The Tigard Library hosted a viewing of the inauguration, so I packed up the Belchigator and we drove there to view it on the big screen. It's hard to describe how I feel about this day. I'm excited for our future as a country because I think that after 8 years, we finally have a competant president. But more than that, I'm excited for my daughter to spend the next four, and hopefully eight years growing up in a country where, as a middle schooler from Atlanta said today, "Black people on the news will no longer all be bad guys." It makes me proud to raise my child in a country where that same kid can say that he wants to be president when he grows up, and know that it's truely possible. It makes me proud to raise my child, knowing that when she is my age, a black, or brown, or yellow or female president will be no longer be "history in the making," but natural and expected.
E slept through the whole thing, just like she slept through her baptism. I tried to wake her up to see her new president, but she was not interested. There was a man at the event with a good camera who took a picture of her with Obama giving his inaugural speech on the TV screen in the background. I can't wait to see it. That will be one for the baby book. I've already printed out the transcripts of his speech and of the poem (written and read by another E) to put into her baby book.
In the midst of my pregnancy, Paul & I often wondered what kind of world we were bringing a child into. We thought that we might have made a poor choice in bringing a child into the world -- that it was unfair to bring a child into this mess. Today, I feel blessed that I have a child born in the era of Obama, and I hope that things get better for her, and every child in the country, and the world.
Barack and Roll, Baby!!
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