just call me gorgonzola.
The last two days have been busy. Tuesday was busy in a 4 month old baby girl wants to be held all day long and is being quite vocal and furiously demanding about it all so much so that any attempt to put her down even to just use the bathroom is simply the wrong answer kind of way.
On a side note, did you know that a little baby girl’s cry could hypnotize even the most unhypnotizable mom of 8? I didn’t either but I think that’s what happened to me yesterday because I ended up coddling her all the live long day and oh my goodness she is so cute and how could I not?
So today was spent catching up on everything that did not get done yesterday. Laundry. And, surprisingly enough, Lucy was in complete agreement. Not only did she not cry, but she was in a fabulous mood. And she did things. Amazing things. Like get up on her knees and scoot herself all over the place. And say Hi in response to one of us saying Hi.
And the Rabbit brought the walker down from the attic and just look at how pleased baby girl is.
I think what must have happened is that she did all her growin’ up on Tuesday and then just showed it all off today. And I guess all that growing up means she now has a later bed time because it’s past midnight and she’s quite awake, the little party animal. And I’m feeling unusually okay with that.
There’s no other explanation for it. I’m ruined. But in a good way. Like blue cheese.
P.S. By the time I published this post she was asleep in my arms. Now I just want to stay up and look at her.
Yep. Ruined.
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I am ruined on my baby too (even though he is four years old!). I love having babies in the house and by #4 you realize you have to hold and snuggle them while you can!
And being ruined doesn’t feel to bad either. I’m perfectly content in my ruined-ness.
So what you are saying is- in 3 years I’m going to have to remind you of all the wonderful parenting tips you taught me? ;-p
She is a doll and Kait needs to take more super awesome pictures of her so we can put her on our refrigerator…
That might be what I’m saying. Good grief I’m losing my edge.
And, no, we can’t get a good picture of her because she smiles with her entire being meaning legs, arms… There is flailing involved.
Everything turns out blurry and Kait’s auto focus died.
I’m just quite curious what life will be like for the next baby Culberito
And she’s scooting around and talking already!!??
She tries to repeat what we say and it’s crazy. But Hi is the only thing that sounds remotely like what we’re saying. And, yes, she’s scooting around on her knees and face. She sometimes has a rash on her cheek from pushing her face around the room.
And the next baby… Well, I can’t think about that right now. I’m regressing in the parenting category but I’m hoping it’s temporary. It’s been a long time since I’ve had to scold a kid in a ponytail. Somebody pray for me.