February 27, 2013

3 Months Old.

Yesterday Livvy was three months old. This means that the "fourth trimester," during which time she adjusts to life outside of my wild and wonderful womb, is over. It also means that around this time last year she was being conceived, thanks to booze and baby fever. Oh, and Nekos.

I love this little lady and this little age. I'm not a huge fan of the new newborn stage because it makes me anxious. This may sound strange, but I can't help but imagining how overwhelmed and freaked out newborns must feel, having been plunged out of their dark warm world into this crazy bright, cold place with people cooing all up in their faces and big sisters screaming and radios blaring. Just thinking of what that must have been like for Livvy kind of stressed me out. But now that she is more of this world, I feel more comfortable. Still, she seems like a stranger to me a lot of the time. But in the best sense of the word. I so anticipate this spring and summer with her, seeing her personality develop and watching her zip through some of those exciting milestones.

Here's what I do know about Livvy: She loves taking a bath more than anything. She gets in there and her eyes flare open in excitement and she kicks her feet and waves her arms in delight. And she takes lots of baths--one just about every day--because another thing she likes to do a whole lot is spit up. She doesn't spit up so much that I think she has reflux or anything serious, but she does it enough that everyone in our family has to change clothes at least a couple of times a day. I've read that spitting up peaks around 4 months and is usually gone completely by 6 months. Can't friggin' wait for that.

In just the past two weeks Livvy has started to love being put in her bouncy thing, which hangs from the doorway in our living room. She's never been a fan of her swing, so it's good to have a place to put her down for 15 minutes where she can play happily. This lil gal loves being upright and putting weight on her legs. She's really been like that from the get-go. Put her on her back and she's going to start giving you the quivery pouty lip right away.

As far as her sleep, she goes down in her crib without a fuss by 7:30 every night, then I wake her up to feed her before I go to bed around 10:30. She's usually up by 2:30 wanting to eat again, and then sometimes again at 5:30. But more often than not she's been sleeping until 7 or 7:30. I am hoping these stretches get longer and longer as she gets bigger. Right now she's a little over 12 lbs., which puts her around the 50th percentile for weight. She's in the 60th percentile for height.

Let's see ... what else? She is really close to rolling over. I feel like that will happen in the next week or two.

In spite of what a lot of mamas say, these first three months haven't flown by for me. She has changed so much, and our lives and schedules and sleeping patterns have changed so much that it seems like I gave birth to her so much longer ago. But things are starting to get easier, slowly but surely.

I wish the quality of these pictures were a little better, but I had to take them with my phone because Nekos has our camera. Still, they capture her sweetness and her kissableness. Too bad they can't express how perfectly sweet her milky breath is.