Our baby love is 5 months. He is the sweetest sugar baby. He's smiley and friendly, and we all love him to bits.
Here's a little update on our Ira:
(stats from 4mo appointment)
25" tall -- 25%
15lb -- 30%
Rolling all around, every whichaway -- scooting around in his crib and elsewhere. He pretty much thinks he's a man, which he is not. I remind him of this several times a day...
I say: Ira doll, you're not a man, you're a tiny little infant baby.
And he smiles his enormous adorable smile at me.
I hope this is still the exchange several years from now.
I think he's teething, too. He's a lot more restless at night, and for the sake of mama's mental stability (read: sleep) he has been spending several hours a night snuggled up close to me. It's been so nice.
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Imogen is a little lovely, herself.
She's so sweet and has a magnificent imagination -- its so fun to watch and listen to her playing...and to be sure to try and make time when she bellows, "MOM, COME PLAY WITH ME!".
I think she's gotten the hang of this potty training thing, thanks in part to a sticker chart that ends in a trip to Sweet Frog. :)
She says the cutest things, and I try to write them down...like yesterday: "Don't worry about my wagon, Ira. We'll help you get in it." and this morning: "I'm going to be an airplane when I grow up. Or an ice cream truck."
Naturally there are some fits and various other bumps in the road that make this mama want to pull out a few hairs (the gray ones these kids are giving me, perhaps?)...but that's life, huh? And the sweet moments are ever so sweet.
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We're enjoying the sunshine and all the fun that comes with it. My life is a disorganized wreck...there...I said it... but I'm avoiding organization in favor of having coffee with friends, or meeting up at the park to play. Sometimes I wonder if this is ok? You know? There is only so much time -- and there are oh-so-many things to do. I really do want to be an organized person. I mean, at least I think I do...it seems like it'd make my life simpler. But then I look around, blink a few times, get bogged down,...then go out to enjoy the sunshine with people I love.
Oh life.
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Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
I pray I can make the most of this life -- blessing and being blessed by those around me.
And, if you think of it, could you pray for that, too?
Much love to you all.
