Today I turned three months old! Hooray!
Mommy's not sure how much I weigh right now, but with a face like this, she says it doesn't really matter. Don't tell anyone, but I think she's completely and utterly smitten.
I mean, can you blame her? Gracious.
I'm the smiliest, happiest thing you've ever seen. Unless I'm hungry or tired, I rarely ever cry. And guess what? I'm consistently sleeping all night now. Excuse Mommy. She just stopped helping me type to do a happy dance.
I love to chew on my hands, and the smilier I get, the more I chew. I can now clasp a small, light weight rattle, and I LOVE to be sung to. I make great eye contact and will track Mommy (like a hawk) all around the room. I'm still not eating great and spit up a lot. Mommy says I only eat about 20 ounces a day. But Dr. C says as long as the spit up doesn't hurt me and I'm gaining weight, she's not worried. Just say no to excessive medication. :)
I still don't love my bouncy chair, but if you put me in the kitchen where I can see you, I do okay. The swing is still not my favorite. What do kids see in those? No reclining for me, thankyouverymuch. You know what I'm starting to like??? Baby Einstein videos.
Just say yes to TV. (That was Mommy, not me.)
Mommy and Daddy just love my little personality and can't believe what a sweetheart I am. HAVE THEY MENTIONED THE DIMPLES??? They thank God for me every day, and just want to give him all the glory for my sweet little life.
They say they are so excited about the boy and man I will become and can't wait to tell me my amazing story. Apparently, amazing stories run in this family. I'm so loved and so appreciated, and Mommy and Daddy hope to never take one single day for granted.