Friday, February 21, 2014

Four Months Old

Dear Lucy,

On Monday, you turned four months old.  I can't believe how fast time is flying!

You had your four month check up on Monday.  You're thriving! You weigh 17 pounds, 3 ounces, in the 93rd percentile. That's just over double your birth weight- way to go! You are  26.3 inches long, which is the 100th percentile.  Dr. G says he has no idea what this means- are you the longest baby ever?  Probably not.  Cutest? Tied with your sister. 

You've completed a full month of daycare without getting sick (your sister only made it a week!)  Unfortunately, one month was the extent of your resistance- you're home today with a fever.  You're  a happy sick baby, though, which is great.  Other than illness, day care is great.  Your teachers report that you are very happy and very chatty.  Several other parents have commented that you're always in a great mood.  You quickly figured out how to take a bottle, though you're still picky about temperature.  Your teachers tell me it seems like you try to wait for me to show up, either at lunch time or at the end of the day, refusing a bottle if you sense it's almost time for me to be there.  This is so sweet.  I hate to break it to you, though- work is about to get nuts, and you're going to have to adjust if I can't come visit midday like I have been!  I do love sneaking a peak at you when I arrive to pick you up.  Sometimes I can watch before you know I'm there, and I love watching you play with your teachers and new friends.  You really are a happy, easy going baby.  

In the last few weeks you have really discovered your hands.  You can now see something you want, reach out, grab it, and get it to your mouth.  Your accuracy and endurance aren't great, but they're improving at an alarming pace.  You love the dragonfly toy Nana gave you for Christmas.  You've started grabbing it really aggressively and shoving it in your mouth, growling and wiggling and smiling the whole time.  When toys aren't around, your hands are in your mouth.  I'm waiting for you to get an entire fist in.  On two separate occasions you were sitting on my lap at dinner, and you reached out and grabbed something off my plate.  I was able to intervene before the items (a lemon slice, in one case) got to your mouth.  You'll be eating regular food soon enough, little one. 

You haven't rolled over yet, but you can scoot around on the floor.  When you're laying under your play gym, you regularly inch your way around in a complete circle.  Maybe you just want to examine all vantage points?

You're also really close to sitting up on your own.  You've spent some quality time in the Bumbo chair Meemaw and Pawpaw gave you for Christmas.  Oddly enough, this chair seems to produce results in the diaper department, if you catch my drift.  You also love the bouncy station.  Julia makes sure the music is turned on- LOUD - and helps you play with the various toys attached to the bouncer.  

Bathtime is a blast now that you and Julia are taking baths together.  The bath ring from Aunt Wendi makes it easier to bathe you in the real tub- it provides a much needed buffer from your sister's enthusiasm, and helps keep you upright when you're nice and slippery.

You're still sleeping in a bassinet in our room.  I know you're technically old enough to move to your own space, but your room is so far away on the other side of the house.  You fall asleep around 8:30 and sleep till 3:30 or 4, then you come into bed with us for a snack and more sleep.  Julia sometimes comes in, too, which makes for a really cozy time!  Poor daddy- he's got a house full of bed hogs on his hands (including the cat.) 

One thing that is still the same- you still looooove your changing table.  When you're laying there, you can look out the window at the trees and sky above, and you just love it.

You are also still bald as a cue ball.  Actually, you have one hair that's about 4 inches long, and the rest is pale peach fuzz. But you look bald.

Hair or no hair, I love you my darling. 


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