The theme of this past week was movement. Rolling over for the win! You rolled back to front everywhere we went, often while being changed. When I wake up in the morning you are propped up on your chubby little arms, babbling away and grinning at me from your new favorite vantage point. You have yet to master the stomach to back roll but your form is certainly helpful- your round tummy will make it that much easier! I have to keep myself from helping you too much. Sometimes you get frustrated or stuck, one arm pinned underneath your weight. You clasp fists to increase your strength. I try my best to let you figure it out on your own, and you usually do. You have started rolling over in your sleep too, one arm bent underneath yourself, two middle fingers faithfully in your mouth. You (and your parents) are thrilled with this new skill set. What a relief it must be for you to be well on your way to mobility!
Your feet are also increasingly holding your interest. You are slowly but surely working them in the direction of your mouth and enjoy sucking on your fingers while holding one or both feet aloft. We leave you on the floor quite a bit and it is not uncommon for several hours to pass while you contentedly roll around, batting and grasping at dangling objects, chewing on anything and everything, and falling asleep with Sophie in hand. I never really put you down for naps. I try to time our outings to either wear you out or give you a nap opportunity- or both. You are very well adjusted and fall asleep when you're tired for the most part. You have slept very well this week, back to your usually form after some initial teething upset. I balance our busy days with slow days at home, giving you time to rest and recharge after the constant stimulation of a trip to the grocery or a long walk. This seems to work well and helps to keep you in good sweet form.
You kick like a little pony, often so hard that we give up on diapers for the greater portion of the day. This makes using the potty very easy in theory, though we still miss plenty of opportunities. At least three nights now you have held it all night and everyone enjoys the dryness. We bathed you in the kitchen sink with bath toys from my younger days... you promptly put the plastic duck in your mouth and gummed it thoroughly. We have had a struggle with diaper rash lately, despite all your nakey time and frequent changes. Sensitive skin like your parents perhaps? So far the solution seems to be a healthy dose of a coconut oil and tea tree concoction which we slather on your bum at every change. Anything from the drugstore failed us miserably and led us to the conclusion that we should probably be able to safely eat anything that goes on your skin, what with your propensity for chewing on your own limbs.
The weekend brought a trip to the farmer's Market with both babies for (baby) plants and seeds. It was hot hot hot and you wore a sun hat and sunscreen. Later we cruised around the East side in the stroller and ate dinner with Grandpapa while the waitresses fawned over you. You attended church with myself and Mimi on Easter Sunday where you joined a whole chorus of noisy babies. You were asleep by the end, feet in my lap and head on Mimi's. You wore a dress of mine, yellow seersucker with grass green rickrack, applique carrots and bunny decorating the hem. You are such a little bunny yourself, crinkling your nose at anything that amuses you.
This week we look forward to working in the garden and further paring down of the accumulation of stuff. With the chaos of the superfluous at bay a rhythm will continue to emerge. A clear space will leave room for play as well, something that is becoming more vital by the day. We don't read to you much yet but we talk to you constantly. You love textured things on your gums and soft fabric you try to pull over your face. You drool all over yourself sometimes and wake up with crazy hair. I often have to remind myself that you were indeed birthed. It feels both recent and far away. Much like my own younger days which occasionally crystallize as I careen towards a quarter century of Earthly time. It's such a trip to now be Mama and Pop!
No comments:
Post a Comment