4 Months Old

My baby is 4 months old today...how is that possible?  It feels like just yesterday we brought her home from the hospital.  Although I love seeing her grow and develop, my mommy heart grieves the loss of each stage.  I've realized that I am a baby person.  I absolutely ADORE my babies' first year of life.  The innocence, pure sweetness...I just can't get enough.

 This past month has been a glorious month for Campbell Mae.  She started sleeping through the night right around 3 months (conveniently when I had to go back to work).  Nothing like feeling refreshed after a full nights rest.  Nothing.  I actually usually wake her up at 7:30 to feed her.

 She also started napping better in between feedings, like 1-2 hours in between each feeding.  She still has been nursing every 3 hours with her last feeding around 10.

 When she sticks to her schedule, she is the happiest, laid back, good natured baby.  She rarely cries, and when she does, I usually know exactly what's wrong (she is usually tired).  She still loves her bouncer (a little less), and absolutely LOVES sitting in the bumbo.  I think she likes seeing what's going on around her.  When I lay her on her back, she always strains to sit.  She doesn't mind her car seat.

 She is a smily girl, but at times can be a little stingy with her smiles.  She smiles at me often which is all I really care about. :) I am determined to make her ticklish...she's slowly warming up to the idea.  She is learning to laugh but still hasn't given me a full-out belly laugh.  It's coming...I'm sure of it.

 She is wearing 3-6 month or 6 months clothes and fits comfortably in 9 month pants.  The girl has a serious belly.  And chunky thighs.  Oh does she have chunky thighs.  We're still squeezing her in size 2 diapers (mainly because I bought too many), but I'm sure we'll move on to 3s soon.

She is always clasping her hands together and recently started sucking on her bottom lip.  I also find her occasionally sucking her thumb which I think is stinking adorable but I'm always torn on whether or not to replace her thumb with her paci.  

When we had two kids, I seriously could not imagine life with a third.  How would she fit?  Would I have enough to give to another child?  And yet, she has made my heart overflow with more love than I thought possible.  Can't imagine life without my sweet girl.