Moving on, W has been eating rice cereal!!! Yay, right? Not really because he's also been spitting it right out. LOL! I'm amazed that he doesn't like it, considering the voracious appetite he has had since he was just an embryo. I was so sure he was gonna love it. Just goes to show you..you just never know. It's weird knowing there is something other than mommy's milk sitting in his tummy. Makes me kind of sad because I know it's just the beginning of his independence of me. Don't be so dramatic, you say. He's just a baby, I know. But in just a few moments, he will be rolling his eyes and getting embarrassed by my affections. Sigh. Better stop now before I get really depressed.
You know what cheers me up these days? W is laughing! Finally, after that tiny glimpse of a chuckle months ago, he's finally laughing. It is THE sweetest sound. I could literally feel my heart busting at the seams every time I hear it. P was doing peek-a-boo one night..and it happened. He just kept giggling and giggling like it was the funniest thing in the world. I have been making all sorts of sounds and noises to get him to laugh. He's a tough one because once he's seen it, he's over it and ready for the next thing. Already a mature sense of humor.
Tomorrow is his four month check-up. Already!!! This means more shots and more tears. :( It wasn't too bad last time and I'm hoping he doesn't have a reaction this time around either. He's already sleeping poorly as it is. We don't need another reason to exacerbate that situation. Mommy needs her Z's....BAD. For a while now, I was beginning to wonder if W was ever going to stay up longer than an hour at a time. This may seem ideal for some people because then you can sleep or do chores until the next feeding, right? While that's true, it also meant that when we're out...he would get cranky after an hour and will cry unless he's carried around. So it would always be difficult to do anything outside the home for more than an hour. But now he's staying up in longer stretches, especially at night. It's pretty brutal and I can't tell you how worn out I am by the time it's 8pm. And just because he's staying up longer, doesn't mean he likes to chill in the bouncer longer as well. You know what that means, right? Our arms are getting a workout!! I can't wait till he can sit up and crawl around. Do I hear freedom ringing?
As tiring as it is, I'm really lucky W is so alert and aware. A friend told me that for the first few months, babies are just blobs...sitting there...totally uncommunicative and boring. That's not W. Never was. He certainly isn't a lazy baby. Always kicking his legs and whipping his head to and fro, he's quite the active baby. He loves when we hold him up and help him stand. And he has such animated expressions and talks so much. It's starting to get really fun. I don't know how I'd handle a baby that just lays there all day...doing nothing but sleep and eat. YAWN! It's hard enough hanging out all day and night with someone who can't speak. Our little guy keeps us on our toes.
Just ate a Snickers bar. Yesh!