That didn’t take long, did it?
Junior is now upwardly mobile. I was in our bedroom when I heard a commotion outside the door.
“Quick, Mom! Grab the camera!”
Nobody ever needs to repeat that in our house, although I did notice I was instructed to grab THE CAMERA, and not THE PHONE. That was my tip off that something really important was happening out in the hallway requiring high-res, quality documentation.
Martin snapped this photo of the baby sharing his paci with me during breakfast this morning.
That, or the baby is blocking my morning breath.
He’s not quite 5 months old yet, but my mother let me know this evening that his 9-month clothing is getting a little snug, and she’s going to send me some 12-month outfits when she goes back to the States. Continue reading
These days, it is ALL ABOUT tactile learning through touch. When I have him in my arms, he goes straight for my mouth. Sometimes I bite, but mostly I sing, over-enunciating some Eurythmics lyrics or humming along with Enya. Continue reading
Martin and I were out of town this weekend for our marketing class. As soon as we got home last night, I made a beeline for the kids. I gotta get in their faces and hug and love on them, but the older three only tolerate about ten seconds of it.
This one, though, is all about the face smooshes. He even leans in for them now. And? He smells better than his siblings, too.
He’s long, and getting chunky, and though he’s not even 4 months yet, he fits in some of our leftover 6-9 month clothes. He’s also such a happy baby. We lucked out.
Setting my weekday alarm clock for anything later than 5:30 a.m. is absolutely an example of relentless optimism that I may, indeed, need to be roused from a deep and restful sleep. Ha! As if I really need the help getting up so early! Thanks to the baby and these three earlybirds who can’t wait to get to school, I really don’t need the alarm. Continue reading
This kid just notified me that he’s got a loose tooth.
His first one.
I confirmed that yes, his bottom tooth, right in front, is very loose.
At one point this weekend, my daughter led our relatives to believe that German Shepherd dogs are merely called Shepherds over here because, clearly, they are already in Germany.
Did you know that babies can go on strike? Oh, yeah. They can. It’s called a “nursing strike” and it’s exactly that: a refusal to nurse. Usually done between 3-8 months, and in response to a change.
Like, Mom returning to work, for example. Continue reading
Ah, the changes motherhood makes on a body! For weeks, my hair has been falling out by the fistful. A common postpartum occurrance, but it’s also made worse by the temporary birth control I’m using for the next few months.
Oh, you didn’t know that hair loss is a known side effect of the depo shot? Oh, yes. It is. You can visit my bedroom and bathroom for evidence, if you want. It’s an alarming thing, lathering your hair in the shower and feeling your hair just slide off your scalp into your hands. I was aware of that side effect as much as one can be as they skim the list of side effects when deciding whether or not to take a medication. Continue reading