So mom told me all of you really enjoyed everything I shared with you a month ago. Therefore, I thought I would take time out of my busy schedule of eating, napping, peeing, pooping, playing, bathing, crying, and laughing to update you on all of the new things going on in my life. I went to see Dr. Woodwhite last week and she told me, okay she told mom, that I weigh 17 lb. 12 oz. and am 25.5 inches long. I think they said something like 96th percentile for weight and 78th for height. I think that means I am a big ol' boy!!! I do like food and have recently began eating rice cereal. I have been opening my mouth when I see that new thing coming, I think she calls it a spoon, because she seems to get really excited, so I figure it must be good. At first, I wasn't so sure about the texture of the rice cereal, but now I like it. Plus, I love all of the attention I get from mom and dad when I eat well. Occasionally, I hear them discussing what food I will eat next. Hmmmmm, maybe mom will feed me those Sun Chips I see her eating.
Now that I am using my hands more efficiently I have some new friends. I haven't ditched my old ones, but I wouldn't say we are "best" friends anymore. I mean now I have Chan, Terrance the Trance toy, my rings, Crazy Eyes, my orange rattle, green star, and my hands, in addition to Mr. Peacock, Red, and Geo. Please, don't tell them I no longer consider them my best friends they already feel a little neglected.
Terrance the Trance toy
Speaking of hands, I have began removing my pacifier from my mouth, but I can't seem to get it back in without assistance. I think this drives mom crazy, especially at 4:30 a.m. when she lays me back in my crib after eating and I spend several minutes trying to figure out how to take it in and out of my mouth. I still haven't mastered this skill, so I give up and begin sucking on my hand. For some reason I can't seem to fall asleep while sucking on my hand, so I scream a few times and usually mom or dad's hand comes over the crib rail, removes my hand from my mouth, inserts my MAM pacifier, and holds it there until I quit trying to remove it with my hand. Sometimes I cooperate and sometimes I don't. I can't help the fact that sometimes I like to have play time in the middle of the night. It is rare, but occasionally I just want to play, but mom and dad never join in. I wonder why?
I have been sleeping better, at night that is. I eat around 7 p.m. Go to sleep between 7:30 and 8 p.m., but I still wake up 1-3 times crying for my pacifier before waking up to eat at 4 a.m. Then I go back to sleep, but am ready to eat again at 7:15 a.m. Mom has been nursing me during these times, which I really enjoy, but I don't have the patience for it the rest of the day. Therefore, mom or dad give me the bottle for my day time feedings. I am still struggling with nap time. I go to sleep, but will only sleep about 45 minutes. Sometimes I feel good when I wake up and sometimes I don't. When I don't mom or dad usually try to help me go back to sleep. I have figured out if I keep crying mom will come in, pick me up, and lay with me so I will sleep longer. I really love when she does this. I am pretty sure she likes it too, but I often over hear her saying things like she is "spoiling me" or "this may not be the best idea" or "who cares he is only small once and the day will come when he won't want to lay with me." I definitely sleep better when she lays with me.
I have discovered these things that kind of look like my hands, but I am not real sure what to do with them. I think mom calls them feet. Some times I try to reach down and grab them, but my belly gets in the way or maybe I am not flexible enough or maybe it's not time for me to grab them. I'm not sure.
Mom continues to say I am doing well reaching all of the milestones for my age, but we need to keep working on rolling. I have been reading up on them and I agree I need to work harder on rolling over.
However, I am enjoying tummy time more, which is an improvement.
What I am not enjoying more is my car seat and my stroller. Well, I should say I don't enjoy my car seat unless someone sits in the back with me and entertains me the whole time. Otherwise, I still cry. It's more like a scream, but it doesn't matter how loud I scream they just keep putting me in that thing. The stroller is a little more tolerable, but when the sun shines in my eyes I get upset. Did you know the sun shines a lot here? From what I hear it is one of the advantages of Florida.
I have been told I still have some sweet hair; however, mom laughs at it a lot so I wonder how sweet it really is. She says things like, "He has a mullet. He has a comb over. He looks like a cute, little, old man." She laughs, but she also kisses me approximately 1 million times per day, so I must still be cute!! One thing is for sure: I AM LOVED!!!!!!
That's about it for now. It's time to go drink some milk
Come on guys, I'm not that far advanced, but it is time to say good bye.