Time is flying by way too fast for me. You are almost half a year old, and it seems
like just yesterday I was still pregnant with you. Life is flying by too fast now that I think
about it. I feel like this month you’ve
reached more milestones than I’d like to admit.
You are sleeping so much better. Now, you usually go to bed around 9:30 or 10,
and don’t wake up until 5:30 or 6. One
morning, you didn’t wake up until 7, I thought for a moment that maybe I had
died, and gone to heaven! I still really
can’t complain. I am just so glad that
you are over that whole waking up every hour thing you had going on for a
little bit. You are usually super easy
to get to sleep too. If you don’t fall
asleep eating, I can usually place you in your crib, turn your mobile on, and
you will just lie there peacefully until you doze off. On the mornings where you wake up a little
bit before my body is ready to be awake with you (ok, every morning) I now just
drag you into bed with me. You’ve really
outgrown your bassinet with your weight, and all your tossing, and
kicking. It may support you, but I don’t
fully trust it. You are a much better
co-sleeper than your sister is. She flips
around, is restless all night, and usually ends up kicking us off our own
bed. Not you though. You usually lay right where we put you, or
cuddled up next to one of us, and stay there.
No feet in our faces, or elbows to the ribs in the middle of the night
from you. You are a little cuddler.
You have started “talking” a lot more than you had been. I have so many videos of you trying to say
things, they are so cute. You are trying
so hard. I love it. You said “momma” first, which, of course,
made me super happy. No other words yet,
but you babble a ton. When you aren’t
happily babbling away, you still like to scream back and forth with your
sister. It’s not a bad scream; it is
full of happiness and joy. It’s actually
funny to watch you two communicate. It
is never quiet around here!
Last weekend we took you to your very first photo-shoot! We’ve been a little behind, and sadly, these
are your first professional photos at almost 5 months old. Unfortunately, there has been lack of time or
funds, or both, and it never seemed to work out before now, and it’s only
because Grandma Lynn gave me pictures for a Christmas present. I wish we were loaded so we could have new
pictures of you every month, but the eleven million pictures I take with my
phone and camera will just have to do, for the most part. The pictures didn’t go as well as
planned. Originally, we had planned to
do an afternoon shoot, because none of us is morning people, but we were snowed
out. Our retake time was at 10 am on a
Sunday. Since it was in Tulsa, that
means that we not only had to leave an hour before that, but everyone had to
get ready, super early just to be out the door on time. Again, none of us are morning people… and we
had to get up super early. Before the
photos were even done: I had changed you at least six times, fed you three, both
you and Quinn had thrown up all over yourselves, and us, and we were all
exhausted. In fact, you passed out
before we were even done, so you ended up being in charge. I have only seen some of the pictures so far;
I just hope that even if we have no pictures where we are all smiling there is
at least one with you and your gummy smile.
Your dad keeps teasing me that you’re getting teeth, and if nothing else
was captured that day, I just hope it was that, because that is my favorite
thing you do right now, and looking back at Quinn, teeth are cute, but the
smile just isn’t the same.
So far, you haven’t been sick. Which is a pretty huge feat for this
family. We’ve run you to the doctor a
few times for things that concerned us, but so far, it has never actually been
anything to worry about. You have
definitely had some weird stuff going on that always freaks me out, but never
turns into anything. This time you burst
a blood vessel in your eye. It started
out on a Sunday night as about the size of a pinhead, and by Monday morning, it
had quadrupled in size. We took you to
the doctor; they dropped some yellow stuff in your eye, put a black light on
it, and said that you hadn’t scratched anything, and that it was like a bruise
for your eyeball, so it would just heal with time. It didn’t seem to bother you too much, but it
looked so painful. When you were born,
you had something similar, so I hope it’s not just your eyes being super
sensitive, and that it won’t continue to be an ongoing issue later in life.
After the doctor, we took you to see Santa. You weren’t too sure of the big guy, but you
tolerated him enough to get two pictures.
Quinn was scared of him this year, so we didn’t get one of you two
together, but maybe next year. Because
of you two girls, I love Christmas more than I ever could have imagined. Shopping for gifts for you guys to open Christmas
morning is addicting as drugs.
Seriously, we’ve had a really hard time stopping. We found a whole bunch of things that we thought
you’d like, gave them all to the grandparents as suggestions, and were a little
bummed that we didn’t save anything for us to get you. It wasn’t a problem long, and we had a hard
time not buying everything in sight.
This is probably one of the best Christmases that you will have, it’s a
shame neither one of you will probably remember it. We will take pictures though.
I know I talk about your hair a lot, it is just so
awesome! While we were at the doctor,
the second time in two weeks, people remembered you because of your hair. You are staring to be known as “that cute
baby with the super cool hair that I love” by many of the nurses, nurses that
don’t even work for your doctor. Oh, by
the way, you gained a pound in a little under a two-week span. When we took you in to get your eye examined,
you weighed 17 pounds! Your sister only
weighs 21 or 22 pounds, you are catching up with her, and I’m starting to
wonder that even though you’re not Irish twins, if people are going to think,
you are. Right now, you two are pretty
close, as close as a 5-month and a 20-month old can be, I guess. You make each other laugh, and you both love
to spend time together. Sometimes in the
morning, I put you both in bed with me, and we just have one big
cuddle-fest. Quinn loves to take care of
you, and you love her paying attention to you.
Sometimes you two leave me out, but I love watching you all the same.
Love you my little Squidget.
Love,
Momma
