Skip to main content

Three Months...

Lucy, you are 3 months old!

This past month has been so much fun with you.  You've gone from that sweet, but not terribly entertaining, newborn stage to what I call the "emergence" stage...you are coming into your own little personality! It has been so fun watching you grow and change.

You weigh 9 pounds, 7 ounces and are in 0-3 month clothes.  We've still been able to use some of your sister's clothes, which has actually been fun for me.  I associate clothing with events and it's been cool to pull out an outfit for you and remember why/where Lyla wore the same thing.

You started giggling at 11 weeks.  Melt. My. Heart.  Seriously!

You are becoming more like your sister in the nap department...i.e., not loving them.  You take your first nap about an hour after you wake up and typically only a couple of 45-minute naps during the day.  But, you are still sleeping through the night and I am oh so grateful for that.

You are grabbing things and mouthing them frequently.  Too bad you grab your hair and can't figure out how to let go...

You track sounds and sights, respond differently to mommy's and daddy's faces than to other people's, and love eating your hands.  Of course, along with this, your drooling has picked right up!  In addition, your feet and hands are becoming quite the visual attraction.

Mommy put too much pressure on you to roll when your sister did; so, in true 'younger sibling' fashion, you are taking your sweet time and teasing mommy with your movements.  You can roll onto your side but always stop short of that final 'flip' to the other side.

You love music by Josh Turner, Miranda Lambert, The Beatles, John Lennon (solo John, not just Beatles John), and Bob Marley.  You smile and giggle when mommy sings and dances with you in the mornings while we get ready for the day.

Whistling entertains you and makes you smile.

You love, love, love watching your sister and listening to her shenanigans. :-)


We love you Luc!

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Day 5: The Realities...

July 20, 2014 Afternoon:  Well, we moved down the hall to a different ICU room.  Our new nurse is like a drill sergeant grandma…sweet but serious. Warning: This is about to get real.  If you are offended by foul language, you might skip this post.  If you don't like the ugly truth, you might skip this post. So, here's the deal.  I've been thinking a lot today about reality.  Living in the moment.  Not worrying about tomorrow and next week and next month.  But that's hard for me.  I'm a planner and I have to plan ahead some because I'm here and the girls are being shuffled around and everyone is being so incredibly kind and offering help.  It all overwhelms me and I get to a place of feeling like "Screw this, I can't do it.  This is shitty.  There's just no other way to say it."  And then I get a text or a call or a hug that brings me back to a different reality; one in which hundreds of people are rooting us on in th...
2 comments
Read more

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree...

How lovely are your colors :-)
5 comments
Read more

Friday Night Lights - A Poem...

The Friday night lights were back in full swing. Lyla arrived at the game asleep in her sling. All was well, the lights were bright. Little did we know that the end was in sight. The speaker came on and proclaimed domination. And that, dear friends, led to overstimulation. So we packed up our baby and checked on the time. The game started at seven-thirty, We left at seven-thirty-nine. The end.
4 comments
Read more