Month 5
Little one, we love you. Gracie, you
got your first cold and it made everyone pretty sad. You coughed directly in my
mouth and gave me your cold. I, in turn, shared it with your dad. My cold,
compounded with the sleep deprivation and running on fumes most days,
progressed into a sinus infection and landed me on antibiotics and at home sick
napping a total of six hours that day. I know that colds are a fact of life for
wee ones, but we don’t like them.
Sleeping. Your brother ruined us for
sleep. Really, he did. About half the time you get up once a night. We take
turns getting up and feeding you. I know this is pretty normal behavior, but we
just weren’t expecting this. I thought that you might be going through a growth
spurt and were just extra hungry, but I’m just not sure. The weekends you nap
really well, so we appreciate that.
Eating. During two weeks of you
consistently getting up once a night, we decided to send three, three ounce
bottles to daycare instead of two. Daycare feedings are as follows: 9:30, 1:30
and 3:30.
Wearing. 0-3 month clothing and a
couple of 3-6 month outfits. Your first Easter dress was 3-6 months and fit
perfectly. You still wear size 1 diapers and I hope that continues for a little
while longer because I accidently forgot to cancel the amazon subscription for
size 1’s.
Milestones. Social: you like to
watch everything going on. You are happy to sit in your bouncy seat or your
bumbo and watch what’s going on.
Physical: you discovered your hands
this month. They are so fascinating! You are drooling a ton. I’m not ready for teeth;
Lu didn’t start until seven months. Yep, teething this early is not an option. You
are getting closer to rolling over, but that pesky shoulder keeps getting in
the way. At your four month appointment (which was really more like 4 months
and 3 weeks) you weighed 12 pounds, 10 ounces which is in the 9th
percentile for weight. You are 23.5 inches long and that’s in the 5th
percentile for length. Your head circumference is 41.25 cm and the 52nd
percentile for head circumference. Sister, you are petite.
Language: laughter! Lucan and I were
on the deck one night blowing and chasing bubbles with you overlooking the
silliness. All of the sudden you shared some chuckles and laughed delightedly
at your brother’s antics. Everyone’s day was a little brighter because of it!
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