Today I would like to tell you all about my sweet little daughter! She has been doing new things everyday and she appears to understand us more and more.
She is now four months old and is growing, growing, growing!
This month so far we have had the pleasure of a 7 day suspenseful wait for a much needed number two. I had a bit of trouble with that one mostly because I firmly believe that my daughter should do things when I think she should be doing them. Things like sleeping, eating, and number two-ing. But thankfully, after hot baths, bicycle exercises, lots of prune juice and prayer she finally doodied! I've never been so happy to see poop.
Since then we've been practicing sitting up and 'standing'. And she is becoming a real pro at this...
Cute, no?
Daddy and I have also been noticing a real awareness in her. Like she's beginning to figure out who we are to her and that has many different angles. For instance, she has started to snuggle into me when we are close to each other especially when she is tired. It seems early, but she has also discovered how to throw a tantrum. Nothing too bad but just enough for us to know she doesn't need anything but attention. Daddy told her 'No' the other day in his daddy voice and she started crying like she knew she was in trouble. Crazy.
But my favorite part is that now we are working on putting things in her mouth.
This does, however, have its drawbacks. Her motor skills have developed just enough to take her paci out, but getting it back in is another story. And she really likes her paci. But I'm confident she will have it down in now time, and for now we will put her paci on a leash.
Yesterday, Daddy took us out to a smokehouse where we encountered the BIGGEST cheese curd I have ever seen.
Golf ball sized bits of fried cheese. I could only eat two, and that is saying something. I love cheese.
Otherwise we had a great meal, my favorite part was their homemade bread with herb oil. I would go back, order only water and eat their bread for a meal if that was acceptable.
Daddy talked me into trying the brisket, and although I like meat... It just wasn't for me. I turned my back on chicken and got burned. I will never forsake chicken again.
The best part of the day? The whole day; getting to spend time with Daddy and the baby on a day I normally would be alone. Daddy's shifts have come down to 4 instead of 6 days a week so we have gotten to enjoy two whole weekends together already. He took me grocery shopping and we got to wander around Walmart, one of my favorite pastimes. Don't judge me.
So here we are, snoozing after her first breakfast on Sunday morning. Life is nice, yes?
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