3 Month Old Takes Over My Heart

Talk about interacting with toys and sitting up! Today was her first day with Miles the Bunny, which I've been dying to give her, and the first time we've been able to sit her up for short periods of time. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Every day she is different, more aware...it's like waking up to a different child sometimes.

I can't quite explain it, but it was like when she woke up this morning she knew she was turning 3 months old. Like she decided to be able to do more things and act like a totally different baby. The way she interacts with us changes every day too. Seems like she's finally figuring out who we are, staring at our faces, watching us eat and talk...

We've become somewhat able to figure out what different cries mean. Tired cry, hungry cry, I just hit my nose against your chin cry...lol. And she does a lot of hand wringing now. We like to imagine what she's thinking. Taking over the world, guess what I have in my diaper...etc., etc.

Needless to say, we are having a lot of fun being parents to this sweet sweet baby girl. Come on, look at that face.

Someone Get This Girl A Pool

Seriously! With an ensemble as cute as this little number, we need to take baby swim lessons pronto!

Pictures (Worth several thousand words...)

It's amazing the learning curve of a baby. It's hard to think about a time (2 weeks ago) that she wasn't interacting with toys or objects at all! Now she talks to her toys and hits the rattles and today she did a two hand grab.

I let her lick the string cheese...

Blurry...but you get the idea.

This is what she thought of that idea. Throw it away!!! We also let her try a mango sorbet bar. She was literally pulling it toward her. I think she liked the coolness as much as the taste.

Cowgirl River. Gitty up, spitty up. :)

Hello new dolly.

I like your red hair.

You look edible...

BWAINS!!!

She will gum your brains.

This is why you have kids...to put them in tutus.

Bishop River. Just as infallible as the Pope...waaaay cuter.

Clean Bill of Health

River had her first Dr.'s appointment today for her Well Baby check up and to get her first battery of vaccines. Like I said, we aren't "that kind of crazy!"


Though, technically speaking, she still hasn't seen a Dr. yet (he was a CFNP), I believe his exact words were, "She's the picture of health."


He was really nice. He checked all the normal things: lungs, ears, eyes, neck, back, soft spots, etc.... answered all of our questions and gave us a prescription for baby heart burn medication. Our bad! Sorry for the acid reflux.


He said that she would probably keep her blue eyes (yay!) and that we did her no disservice by not bringing her in earlier. Apparently breast fed babies are stronger in a lot of areas. She got 3 shots and one oral. She didn't like that at all! But overall, we did very well.


I feel like maybe we are those "competitive" parents who will be proud of their daughter for the silliest things...like being huge! :D

• 24 inches long, which puts her in the 95th percentile for height
• 13 lbs. exactly, which puts her somewhere around the 85th percentile
• 15.5 in. head circumference, which puts her in the 90th percentile

We figure we'll make the best of her height and persuade her toward volleyball, soccer and basketball...and flat shoes ;).

An Epiphany at 2 and a half months

Way back when I was only a little pregnant ;), Chris and I took one of those DIY-gender prediction tests, aka waste of $30. It told us we were having a boy. We were excited and partially because Chris hasn't had one of those yet :). I imagined him going to baseball games with Daddy and Grandpas, birthdays with hotwheels cars, monster truck rallies and MMA summer camps.

I'd "gotten used to" the idea of having a boy.. When we found out we were having a girl I certainly wasn't disappointment or unhappy. The problem was that for the first half of my pregnancy I was thinking of boy stuff.

After her birth I looked at her. She was most definitely the best decision I've ever made and the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Since I am breastfeeding and holding her most of the day that she isn't sleeping, I really had no problems bonding to my amazing little girl.

However, something happened yesterday that actually kind of surprised me. I decided to resurrect my girly side yesterday and I put on my purple sundress. River has some clothing over at her Noni's house that she hasn't worn yet (and won't get a chance to if she doesn't do it soon!) so I waited to change her until we got there. I put her in a purple gingham dress with flowers sewn into the bottom.

As I was feeding her, holding her close to me, she put her little tiny hand on my dress and closed her eyes. I realized that I had suddenly and all at once "gotten used to" having a little girl. While we were both dressed in little girly purple dresses it dawned on me that I hadn't thought of those same kinds of things I had when I thought I was having a boy.

I started imagining pony rides and pink birthday parties and picking flowers and...well, and baseball games with the boys, hotwheels cars and monster truck rallies....maybe kickboxing classes.

You see, I never thought of myself as a girly girl...but I don't have to to raise a wonderful girl. I just have to expose her to lots of different things and let her choose. If she wants to ride ponies and pick flowers all day, more power to her...but if she also wants to play sports and watch horror movies with Dad...hey, that's awesome too.

My sweet sweet girl...always remember that whether you're gay, straight, love kickboxing or unicorns, become a chef, a painter, a doctor or a traveler I will love you just the same. And I've done my job if you are happy at the end of the day.