How is this sweet baby 4 months old already! It is going by to fast. But to be honest she is moving in to that, I am actually a human stage which I really love because you start to see the personality and start to experience a (little bit) of normalcy. She is eating like a horse, since my last post she has jumped to 7 oz. and is eating oatmeal b/c the Dr. thinks she is letting us know she is ready for solids by how much she is drinking. She had a great Dr. appt and took her shots like a champ.
She is talking more and more and loves watching her big brother perform for her. She is laughing and cracks up when you blow strawberries on her belly. She like sitting up much more than laying down but we still have a ways to go before she can sit up on her own but she loves being propped up or in her bumbo. We did the dreaded cry it out weekend a few weeks ago and she did so well and has done great ever since. As much as I love holding her, holding her for every nap was wearing on me not to mention Robbins was getting a tad jealous of her always being in my arms. I forgot how much you can get done with two arms free. She is still waking up in the middle of the night, usually once, so this week we stopped feeding her when she wakes up. The Dr. said she is getting than enough during the day and we can just break the habit in an effort to get her to sleep. I have noticed her giving up easier since Sunday and putting herself back to sleep. Hopefully(fingers crossed) we are on our way to sleeping through he night. We know she can do it b/c for about 7 glorious days she did it every night.
We are still loving her nannies and feel really blessed to have found 2 precious ladies to take care of her. To say they are getting attached is an understatement. We are pretty boring around here, just enjoying this weather, both of us are crazy busy at work, and gearing up for a busy Spring. I swear we have plans from now until June, but looking forward to all the fun to come.
I have always been told and truly believe that words are powerful. Words have the power to breathe life and death, hope or hate. I am the type of person that words make or break me. A word of encouragement is fuel to my fire of motivation and words of negativity quickly squash the flame. I was reminded last night of the power of words at a concert last night. J. Ed and I went to see Mumford & Sons for his birthday last night and it was great. I have been really struggling with guilt over leaving the kids after work(another post in itself:)) but we got these tickets ages ago and any band at the Ryman, the mother church of Country music, is always great.
