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Yesterday I came around the corner and found this:

 

Four Months

On Wednesday Harris turned four months old, and yesterday we had his doctor’s appointment that told us all the stats of how he’s growing.  It looks like he’s gonna be a tall and skinny guy because he only weighs 12 lbs. 9 oz. (he was 11 lbs. 1 oz. at two months), so he’s dropped to the 10th-25th percentile in weight.  BUT.  He’s 26 inches long which is apparently pretty close to the 90th percentile in height!  He still nurses anywhere from 7-10 times a day, and the doctor said that growth patterns like this tend to be genetic and she’s happy to see them long and lean.  His body type looks just like Evelyne’s did at this age, so I guess that’s just how I grow ‘em.  She said he was also doing a good job of meeting his milestones, had great head control on his belly, etc…  He was rolling over both ways a few weeks ago, he would do it every time we put him on the floor, but he must’ve forgotten how because he hasn’t done it in awhile.  

As far as the sleeping goes, things are better.  Not great, but better.  There was crying involved on both of our parts, (and my decision to do that is not up for discussion) but but now he’s waking-up to eat twice a night (sometimes three times) instead of about six or seven times at night.  Big improvement.  

In general, he’s still a cutie whose getting cuter every day.  I love having a little boy more than I ever thought I would, and I’m so excited to watch how the next couple years of his life unfold.  I think with Evelyne I had no concept of what she would be like as she got older since I had never had a child before.. I didn’t know what to expect.  I didn’t know what it was like to be a parent of a six month-old, or a one year-old, or a two year-old.  Now that I know, because I’ve been through those stages with her, I’m so excited to see how Harris grows and changes through these stages.  How will he be different, how will he be similar to her?  I can’t wait to see what he’s like as he gets old enough to play with toys, to crawl and walk, to talk…  I think with him I have more of an understanding that he’s a real person in that baby body instead of just a blob who eats and cries and poops.  One day my little baby blob is going to talk to me and hug me and jump on the bed and play ring-around-the-rosie with his sister….  I’m reminded of the promise of all the days and years to come with him, and that helps me to appreciate and love the sweet and cuddly baby he is right now.  It really will go so fast.  

 

Watching this was the happiest part of my day

Saw these guys on Oprah yesterday, and I had to save it on my DVR to show Clay… and then I had to watch it again and then look it up on YouTube and watch it four more times.  The absolute best part of my day.  

***I took off the Britain’s Got Talent version and updated it with the Oprah version that’s much better!

My sweet girl

So I have a cold, and apparently I gave it to Evelyne.  It started-out pretty mild, just a couple of coughs and sneezes, but by last night she was getting kinda sick.  I was feeling awful as well since I had more or less been awake since 2 a.m. the night before, save a couple of 20-30 minute chunks of sleep. So by the time I put Harris down for the night yesterday, I had told myself that I was going to lie down on the couch and take the short nap I had been craving ALL day and hadn’t been able to get.  So I flipped the tv onto a “Toddler’s Music” channel, told Ev I was going to take a nap for a few minutes, and tried to sleep.  After a minute, I looked up and saw her just sitting there in a daze, so I asked her if she wanted to come up on the couch with me.  

She climbed-up and nestled in the space between my body and the back of the couch with her head lying on my chest.  And then we just lied there like that, listening to the music, for about 15 minutes.  I think she had a little bit of a fever because she normally doesn’t lie so still for so long, but I was loving it.  In fact, it was probably one of the sweetest moments I’ve ever had with her.  After a long, exhausting day, it was just what I needed.  I kept thinking of how fast she’s growing-up and how much bigger she’s getting, in a few years we won’t be able to do this, or at least she probably won’t want to.  I asked God to burn this memory into my brain so that I’ll never forget this moment.  It was one of those times when I just knew that one day when I’m old and she’s old, and maybe she’s even a mother or grandmother, I’m going to remember her tiny body lying across mine so still and quiet.  And no matter how big or old she is, I’m going to miss her babyness and long to hold her again like that.  

Then she sat up and we started talking a little bit.  She lifted-up my shirt and started pressing on my belly, just playing around.  She found my belly button and started playing with it, and then she said with the most amazed look on her face, “Mommy!!!  It’s soooo big!!!!”  (My postpartum belly button isn’t quite back to normal!!!)  I started dying laughing, and then she started laughing, and it was just the funniest and sweetest moment.  

I’m really gonna miss this age when it’s gone.