I am loving so many sweet things about Brooks these days and as he grows we get to delight in his discovery of the world, one day at a time. He is grabbing and reaching for everything in front of him these days and then bringing them to his mouth just to see what they taste like:
We are trying to get on a more consistent schedule, but I have to admit it is hard — one day I will think we are doing great and the next day is a disaster (in the crying sense of the word). I will say that being a mom for 4 months makes me say I will never judge parents for different methods/techniques/books they adhere to (you know, as long as they have their child’s wellbeing in mind). As a parent, I have found, you just make things work. You try things and they fail. You pat yourself on the back for little accomplishments. You laugh at your baby and yourself a lot (did that sound really just come out of you?). You take lots of pictures even though they don’t quite capture it. You admit to others the ways you mess up (oh, you’re supposed to buckle your baby IN when you drive). You talk to yourself a lot and say you’re talking to your baby (“so they can learn language”). You read but try not to get too caught up in “suppose to’s”. You give yourself grace. You give your spouse grace. You enjoy your baby, especially when he gives you a look like this:
We continue to have adventures around Chicago and we are having to learn how to prepare a baby for the sun as opposed to the bitter cold. At his recent 4 month doctor’s appointment he was in the 21st% for weight, 51st% height, and 66th% for head. Little guy has a big head 🙂
Brooks has alway loved to stand up – since the day he came from the hospital he would prefer for you to hold him on his feet than anything else. His love of standing continues:
More of my favorite things at this stage include — his sing-song little voice, he is especially talkative on his changing table; when I hold him in my arms he swats me “lovingly” on the chest; I could get lost in his thigh rolls!; he sucks on his fingers constantly and is especially fond of having two in his mouth at a time; he is loving his own feet and grabs them whenever he’s on his back. AND, one last thing – Brooks is rolling over! Either because he wants to see our faces so badly or because he despises tummy time so immensely. We will take it either way and I always clap and cheer as he flips over and has a startled look on his face. We will try to catch it on video!
I will have another post soon on our trip to Seattle…