My little baby is 3 months old tomorrow. I don't know where the time has gone nor can I comprehend how much the munchkin has grown and changed during this short time.
She not only smiles at us but giggles. The pure joy that comes from her little face melts my heart and I cannot get enough. I ask her for more but the laughter comes in short little bursts and never last as long as I want. I will take what I can get.
At our Dr appointment last week she weighed in at 12 lb 13 oz, the 61% and her height is 24 inches, the 85%. She is tall and lean. Although there are times when her face is all scrunched up and she has the chubbiest checks and the cutest double chin.
She found her hands in the last month. First it was the right hand. Then she noticed the left hand. This week she seems to realize there are two there all the time. She clasps them together in a little prayer position and again my heart melts.
Miss O also started arching her back. We put her down and she arches, kicks and swings her arms. There are many times she gets all the way up on one side and I sit holding my breath waiting for her to rollover. It hasn't happened yet but I am sure it is soon to happen. I am excited for this milestone and yet long for her to just be a bit longer.
No matter how many people tell you it will go by fast nothing prepared me for just how fast.
We started daycare this week. She has since won over all of the workers as well as the little kids. This was probably a bigger transition for me than for her. She seems happy and I know they are taking excellent care of her. Being away all day makes our time together that much more special. Getting up at 5:30 am the other day only gave me an extra hour of play time.
It is hard to believe that soon she will be sitting up and eating real foods. High chair shopping is coming too soon!