Oh my buddy. Guess what you just did? Turned your fat little self right over. You have been getting so strong lately that I knew it was coming. If you could coordinate all your chubby limbs to do what you needed them to do at the right time, I figured you’d flip right over.
Well, you and I were on the floor playing and I put you on your belly with some toys. For quite some time now you have held your head up beautifully at a full 90 degrees (which considering the size of said melon is really quite the feat) and had sorta flopped over to your side which was so close to the flip but you just had not made it yet. But today when you did the flop to the side, you were sooooo close. I, of course, being that I am always so calm and cool (shut up) just sat there holding my breath willing you to go all the way over. I took the toy that you had been eyeballing and held it up above your head thinking perhaps you’d continue the path to being totally on your back.
Then all of the sudden before I knew it or you knew it, you went right over and thunk, landed on your back. I think you banged your head a little bit on the landing. That combined with this ear splitting shriek that erupted from me freaked you out and made you cry. Nice, right? Anyways you finally did it. ๐
Also, it’s been a while since I have updated and in that time you have had your 4 month check up. You were a cool 19 pounds, 6 ounces and 26 inches long. I don’t remember how big your head circumference was but we went to an end of the tape not used often as evidenced by the fact that it was a whole other color. I’m sorry for the big pumpkin, son, but if it’s any consolation, you carry it beautifully. You also had to get two shots – one in each chunky thigh. I hate those, son. HATE. THEM. For the first time, it made me cry. You were so upset and I think, more than those really hurting you, they scare you and shock you and freak you out. Makes me wanna punch the nurse giving them but I hold back because oddly enough, I doubt the doctor would appreciate that. Whatever. Let me shove a needle in your leg, doc, and see how you like it.
Your dad and I have commented so often about how much joy you bring us, buddy. I’m not going to lie. There are day that I reach an even higher level of exhaustion than I had the day before when I was ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN yesterday that this…this day right here….I was as tired as I was ever going to be. Then the next day, I’m like “Oh…wait. No, today I’m much mo tahred. Nevermind.” There are days you holler at NOTHING. I have no clue what you want or what combo of fun activities will thrill you until we happen upon the right thing and you look at me like “Duh, this was always what I wanted and why you can’t figure that out is beyond me, woman.” Some nights when you get up to have a meal, I lay there and think “Man alive, how much longer will it be until I get a full night’s sleep?” Oh yes. All those things occur. But those times are like 1/10th of 1% of the time. Honestly. I’m not sugar coating it so that when you read this in later years, you think it was a cake walk. Um, no. Not a cake. Not a walk. This is, by far, the most difficult thing I have ever done. You. Are. Exhausting. But it’s a fantastic exhaustion. I can be at the end of my rapidly unraveling rope and then you will look at me and crack up (probably at the new wrinkle you helped to put on my forehead) and I mean, how do you stay annoyed at that? I’m sorry but if there is a person who could stay irritated at that face, I’d want to peel back their skin to ensure that they were truly human. It’s just not possible. You are just such fun, my Poot. As much as I love this age that you are where you laugh at us, I really can’t wait to see how your personality continues to develop. I think you are going to be such a riot.
I’m just so glad that I get to be your mama.
He is just so precious. And beautiful ๐
And congrats on the rolling over!
This is wonderful, I love sharing in the joy and wonder of motherhood with you. It never gets old. Sometimes a bit more trying – but never old!
I can’t wait until sometime in the future when we visit and he is playing with Madison that will be a hoot! Wait until he is talking and will surprise you with the things he knows.
I love being a Mother!
This is wonderful, I love sharing in the joy and wonder of motherhood with you. It never gets old. Sometimes a bit more trying – but never old!
I canโt wait until sometime in the future when we visit and he is playing with Madison that will be a hoot! Wait until he is talking and will surprise you with the things he knows.
I love being a Mother!
I LOVE the bunny ears pic. Cracks me right up!
You know this kid is going to have a sense of humor as he grows up, I can’t wait to hear what comes out of his mouth when he starts talking.