Who gave my child Wheaties? Seriously, who did it?
There really should be a word between baby and toddler. I know for a fact that I do not have a baby on my hands. And I also know that although she is inching closer everyday, she is not quite a toddler. She is something of her own – boddler, taby? I don’t know what I have exactly, maybe I’ll never know, but I sure do like her.
I know I say every week “look at how many new and exciting things Leah can do!” But seriously, this week… she topped them all. In a span of about three days Leah tackled huge milestones one by one. It was crazy to watch. First things first, we have a roller! A rollie pollie bug if you will. She finally got what she’s always wanted – she told her shoulder what was what and she was off to the races! Freedom! She can now move about as she pleases, until of course she rolls into something. She is such a strong little thing! I had a feeling I was carrying a stronger than average child when I was pregnant. However, being my first pregnancy I had no idea. I had nothing to compare her to. The only thing I had were the emails (again with the emails), telling me when she should be doing what. They told me that I should feel her kick between 18 and 22 weeks. I felt her at 14. They told me Kyle could feel her starting around 24. He felt her at 17. They told me there would be around 20 minutes of activity from her then a rest period of a couple hours. I never got the rest period. Ever. And towards the end I would involuntarily yelp out in pain because of some kick, jab, or head butt from her. And now I have her on the outside, and nothing has changed. She picked her head up off my chest and held it up for several seconds the morning after she was born. She kicks me hard enough to hurt me. And now she is rolling at just three months. I’m done being surprised by her. If she is crawling next week I don’t think it will phase me in the least. My favorite part about her rolling is when I set her down, walk to the kitchen, come back, and find her in a completely different spot and looking ever so proud of herself. But now onto milestone number two. No more swaddles, ever. She did it – she has aced sleeping without a swaddle. Up until she started rolling, we were still swaddling at night. I was terrified of how she would sleep during the night without being swaddled. And frankly, I like to sleep. I was fully prepared to keep swaddling at night for a while longer. However, when she rolled I knew it had to go. I was so scared that first night. She fell asleep great, but I just knew she would wake up every 30 minutes. But when did she wake up? 5am. Five AM! She slept from eight to five people. Nine hours of uninterrupted sleep. I was beside myself excited… and worried. I actually went to check on her at 4am; I had to make sure she was still breathing. The nights that followed I remained nervous that it was just a fluke and horrible sleep was in our future, but she followed that night up with two 8-4’s and an 8-3. I can live with all of that. I need to stop doubting her. Milestone number three is a fun one. I gave her a toy one more last week and she put it right in her mouth! Yay for hand eye (mouth?) coordination! Kyle was a little worried about that one, if she’s going to be an athlete, she needs to not have inherited my coordination. But I think there is hope for her after all! I just like it because it means her hands aren’t always in her mouth! She’ll usually drop the toy then go back to her hands, but with a little more practice I’m hoping she ditches the hands all together! And milestone number four – I’m not sure if this is a “milestone” but it’s something. I had to pack up all of her three month jammies with feet. She’s just too long. She’s wearing six month footie jammies now. I actually had to go get her a few more. I figured I still had some more time with our three month stuff, but that’s just not the case. She’s going to be a tall one.
My favorite time with Leah these days is bedtime. It’s kind of fun to have a sleepy baby. (Is this what everyone else gets to experience)? Her bathtime is just a ridiculous event, and her new duck tub gives her even more room to kick and splash like some sort of fish. After her bath though, she knows it’s time to wind down. We lather her up with lotion, put her in some fresh jammies, she gets a little snack and then it’s off to the rockin’ chair where she just melts in my arms. Some nights I don’t want to put her in her crib, I feel like I could just rock her for hours. It’s much different to rock her at night than it is during the day. She smells so yummy, and she’s actually cuddly, something she is definitely not during the day. Early mornings are fun, too though. Lately, after Kyle’s gotten up for work I can sneak her into our bed and we finish out the night’s sleep together. Since she doesn’t sleep on me during the day anymore, I have to have a fix somewhere –and this one is working perfectly. This past Saturday morning, we heard talking from her crib at 7am. Neither Kyle nor I were ready to start the day. He brought her into our bed, and after kicking me in the ribs for 10 minutes she calmed down and actually fell back asleep for another hour! I woke up shortly before she did and got to watch her and her dad sleep. The coziest feeling just came over me – everything I ever needed or ever will need was in that bed. What a way to start a Saturday.
The little bug will be fifteen weeks old this week. She’s just truckin’ right along. Now that she has rolling out of the way, it seems that she has moved on to wanting to sit up like a big girl. If I put her on the couch or with pillows against her back she will bring herself forward a bit and steady herself for several seconds with her back unsupported. Of course, she will eventually fall forward or to the side, but I’m pretty impressed none the less. It’s definitely a start. She’s got one heck of a core on her – I’m a little jealous. Maybe if I do her workout of constant kicking and rolling I will get a strong core as well. That’s about it for the littlest Proebsting this week. Mobility sums up the week. Lord help us.
Your conversation is in regards to Kyle trying to give Leah a bottle while I went out shopping. Leah is not a fan of bottles.
Me: (After getting home) How’d she do?
Kyle: She screamed.
Me: Aww, she did? Why didn’t you call me, I would have come home and fed her.
Kyle: Well, she ended up eating a little. I had her in the bathroom with the fan on. And I tricked her into staring at the light bulb to distract her.
And as a bonus.
Me: Do we all want to go to Target or do you want to stay here with the bug?
Kyle: I’ll stay here, wiiiiith myself.
Me: Aaaand the bug.
Kyle: Aaaand myself.
Me: Aaaand youself with the bug.
Kyle: Aaaaand myself and myself.
Me: Okay, we’ll just see how this ends.
Kyle: I guess we will.
Needless to say, I went to Target by myself. Kyle stayed home with himself and the bug.
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