Lainey is now 4 months old. Daddy took her to her 4-month doc's appointment last Friday. Here are the stats:
Weight: 15 lbs 11 ounces (90th percentile)
Height: 24 3/4" (75th percentile)
Head Circumference: 16 1/2" (75th percentile)
*sniff* *sniff* They grow up so fast!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tricks for others, but not for Mommy!
Laine is home this week hanging out Grammie, while Daddy is out of the country on a business trip. (Poor Daddy is missing his baby sooo much!)
Laine has shown Grammie how she can roll from her back to her tummy and from her tummy to her back. Has Laine shown Mommy? Mommy shakes her head “no.”
Laine has lifted her arms to Grammie, indicating that she wants to be picked up. Has Laine lifted her arms for Mommy? Mommy shakes her head “no.”
Laine’s first tooth is starting to come in! Has Laine displayed to Mommy her fussiness/crankiness regarding the matter? Mommy eagerly nods her head “yes.”
Laine has shown Grammie how she can roll from her back to her tummy and from her tummy to her back. Has Laine shown Mommy? Mommy shakes her head “no.”
Laine has lifted her arms to Grammie, indicating that she wants to be picked up. Has Laine lifted her arms for Mommy? Mommy shakes her head “no.”
Laine’s first tooth is starting to come in! Has Laine displayed to Mommy her fussiness/crankiness regarding the matter? Mommy eagerly nods her head “yes.”
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
It done got finished!
What got finished, you ask? Laine's Monkey Quilt. Yes, yes. Just shy of a year later I finished her quilt. (I actually finished it last week during my furlough day and extended weekend.)
And now for my next feat... updating the Shutterfly account.
And now for my next feat... updating the Shutterfly account.
Friday, September 4, 2009
A Post by Laine
Hi friends and family! Mommy is typing my internal monologue today.
I am getting really good at the activity mat that Grammie got for me. A couple weeks ago I was still trying to figure it all out. I’d be laying there, swinging my arms, then the next thing I’d know something would hit my hand. It was jolting! I’d look around and see that Mr Alligator was swinging back and forth. Obviously what ever got me got him too. These days though, I can move my arms close to Mr Alligator and Mr Monkey and wrap my little fingers around them. I pull and pull at them, but they just resist coming close to my mouth. [Sigh] Score- Mr Alligator & Mr. Monkey: 1 My Mouth: 0
Have I mentioned that my favorite toy thing is Mickey the Monkey? (Daddy gave him that name.) I like holding him, pulling him up to my face, putting him in my mouth, but most of all, I like feeling his softness against my skin.
I really like school. I am learning about all sorts of things. Apparently those lumps at the end of my legs are called feet. I stare at them a lot. For some reason they move and move and move. I am afraid to reach for them because they never stop moving. My teacher put some goopy stuff on them Wednesday and helped me kick the living crap out of a piece of paper. Take that paper!! My teacher then marked the paper so that it’d know who kicked whose butt! Score- Feet: 1 Paper: 0
Today we went on a nature walk. It was very enlightening. Did you know leaves grow on trees? And that they are green? I didn’t think so either, but apparently they do and they are. I got to play with lots of stuff outside. It is like mother earth provides all the entertainment value I could ever require. My teacher brought in everything I played with and taped it to a piece of paper to hold it down. You are going nowhere Mr. Paper, cuz you have my nature toys on you! Score- Nature Toys: 1 Paper: 0
You know what I like and what makes me laugh? Daddy’s up and down game. He counts and pushes me up in the air and pulls me back down again. I am facing downward and my face is directly above his face. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Ahh, it makes me laugh so much. My mouth is open so much from laughing that I sometimes end up drooling on Daddy’s face. Heehee. Score- Drool: 1 Daddy: 0
Dancing! Dancing is fun! Mommy stinks at taking pictures of my awesome moves though.
Yup, that blur is my awesome dance moves! In this next picture my Michelin Man Legs (as Heather lovingly calls them) and I are listening to Daddy's instructions.
I am also really starting to get a ‘nack for this whole sleeping at night thing. I am doing so much better than Mommy! I swear I hear her up every night at midnight and again at 6 AM fighting with her… what does she call it again… oh, yes, her Torture Device. Not exactly sure what that means, but I know that is how my milk ends up in my bottles. Anyways, I am off topic. I am able to sleep until 4 AMish when I fall asleep between 8 and 9 PM. There have been two nights where I made it all the way until 6 or 7 AM! Mommy and Daddy were so very proud of me. I wasn’t very happy though because I was STARVING!
Well Mommy is telling me that I am cranky right now and that it is time for me to go to bed. We’ll just see about that. Tonight I feel that I should be rocked to sleep and kept in Mommy or Daddy’s arms for several hours. If they try to put me down before then… heehee… I’ll get ‘em!
I am getting really good at the activity mat that Grammie got for me. A couple weeks ago I was still trying to figure it all out. I’d be laying there, swinging my arms, then the next thing I’d know something would hit my hand. It was jolting! I’d look around and see that Mr Alligator was swinging back and forth. Obviously what ever got me got him too. These days though, I can move my arms close to Mr Alligator and Mr Monkey and wrap my little fingers around them. I pull and pull at them, but they just resist coming close to my mouth. [Sigh] Score- Mr Alligator & Mr. Monkey: 1 My Mouth: 0
Have I mentioned that my favorite toy thing is Mickey the Monkey? (Daddy gave him that name.) I like holding him, pulling him up to my face, putting him in my mouth, but most of all, I like feeling his softness against my skin.
I really like school. I am learning about all sorts of things. Apparently those lumps at the end of my legs are called feet. I stare at them a lot. For some reason they move and move and move. I am afraid to reach for them because they never stop moving. My teacher put some goopy stuff on them Wednesday and helped me kick the living crap out of a piece of paper. Take that paper!! My teacher then marked the paper so that it’d know who kicked whose butt! Score- Feet: 1 Paper: 0
Today we went on a nature walk. It was very enlightening. Did you know leaves grow on trees? And that they are green? I didn’t think so either, but apparently they do and they are. I got to play with lots of stuff outside. It is like mother earth provides all the entertainment value I could ever require. My teacher brought in everything I played with and taped it to a piece of paper to hold it down. You are going nowhere Mr. Paper, cuz you have my nature toys on you! Score- Nature Toys: 1 Paper: 0
You know what I like and what makes me laugh? Daddy’s up and down game. He counts and pushes me up in the air and pulls me back down again. I am facing downward and my face is directly above his face. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Ahh, it makes me laugh so much. My mouth is open so much from laughing that I sometimes end up drooling on Daddy’s face. Heehee. Score- Drool: 1 Daddy: 0
Dancing! Dancing is fun! Mommy stinks at taking pictures of my awesome moves though.
Yup, that blur is my awesome dance moves! In this next picture my Michelin Man Legs (as Heather lovingly calls them) and I are listening to Daddy's instructions.
I am also really starting to get a ‘nack for this whole sleeping at night thing. I am doing so much better than Mommy! I swear I hear her up every night at midnight and again at 6 AM fighting with her… what does she call it again… oh, yes, her Torture Device. Not exactly sure what that means, but I know that is how my milk ends up in my bottles. Anyways, I am off topic. I am able to sleep until 4 AMish when I fall asleep between 8 and 9 PM. There have been two nights where I made it all the way until 6 or 7 AM! Mommy and Daddy were so very proud of me. I wasn’t very happy though because I was STARVING!
Well Mommy is telling me that I am cranky right now and that it is time for me to go to bed. We’ll just see about that. Tonight I feel that I should be rocked to sleep and kept in Mommy or Daddy’s arms for several hours. If they try to put me down before then… heehee… I’ll get ‘em!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Milk Coming Out My Ears
Offer- Breastmilk. I’ll pump it, you pick it up. I have enough to feed an additional child.
So... when I go to stop breastfeeding... how the hell do I do it without going into massive pain? I tried to slow it down last week by pumping for a smaller amount of time every six hours (versus draining myself every 6 hours). It resulted in a massively swollen, painful, lumpy, and burning (as in physically warm) boob. Yes, singular. Mr Dopey Right Breast here is pretty oblivious to the world. Every once in awhile he’ll get cranky about wanting to let out his 2 ounce contribution when I pump. In general, he’ll be easy to dry up. But what about Mr Hyperactive Left Breast here? Recommendations?
(I still have time before I stop though. If I stop in 6 months, I should still have enough in storage to last her until she turns one.)
So... when I go to stop breastfeeding... how the hell do I do it without going into massive pain? I tried to slow it down last week by pumping for a smaller amount of time every six hours (versus draining myself every 6 hours). It resulted in a massively swollen, painful, lumpy, and burning (as in physically warm) boob. Yes, singular. Mr Dopey Right Breast here is pretty oblivious to the world. Every once in awhile he’ll get cranky about wanting to let out his 2 ounce contribution when I pump. In general, he’ll be easy to dry up. But what about Mr Hyperactive Left Breast here? Recommendations?
(I still have time before I stop though. If I stop in 6 months, I should still have enough in storage to last her until she turns one.)
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