Peanut,
You’re four months old. I hope when you grow up you invent the vaccine that makes babies stay babies for longer than three months. This month marks your move from a baby to an infant. It’s so fun to see all you’re discovering and exploring, but at the same time it’s sad to watch the little baby drift away.
This month you rolled from your back to your tummy. You used to get stuck on your side, desiring to roll over. Once stuck, you would yell and cry and get REALLY mad. (You don’t like wanting to go somewhere and not being able to get there. AND you have a very short temper, like me.) But this day you just kept rolling, and when you finally got over on your tummy it was like you had just won the lottery. You grinned from ear to ear, and then started looking at the little people on your little mat and cooing. You were so proud. Then you understood that you could move. Not more than fifteen minutes later, I was balancing you on the counter while I got your bottle. You leaned completely over me to get to the counter, in an effort to get to the bottled water. If you knew how to crawl you would have gone off. I put you on all fours and you bounced a little but fell. That made you mad too. You’re in a funny stage right now. You’re grabbing everything, and wanting to crawl and sit up but just can’t yet. It makes you pretty cranky, because you want to be moving.
The bath is your new favorite place to hang out. Every time we bathe you, you at first don’t quite know what to think, but by the end of the bath you’re splashing and smiling. This usually results in Mommy and Daddy being completely soaked. You now have to sit on the INFANT/Toddler side of the tub because you’re so tall.
And let’s talk about you being tall. I wish you’d let me know when you’re going to have a growth spurt because now all your clothes are too short! ☺ Your feet hang over the swing now, and we had to move your exersaucer up a notch. No one can believe you’re only four months old; you’re such a little tank. It makes your Daddy and I soooo happy you’re so healthy and strong.
You still love TV screens, much to your Daddy’s chagrin. You watch mesmerized, and for long periods of time. In fact most days Mommy leaves the TV off, so that while you’re playing you don’t get distracted.
You hardly ever stop talking for very long. Now our car rides are filled with your babbling (or crying) and it’s always seems like you’re making some sort of noise.
My favorite development of the month is the Mommy look. Now when confronted with new things, or new people or even when Daddy first takes you after coming home, you look for me and give me the face. I always smile and nod and encourage you, and then you go forward happy and playing without a second thought. Sometimes you look several times, but you always check with me before going forward and enjoy things. It’s hard for mommies to let their babies be so mobile and involved with other things after three months of being a baby only focus of attention. This small look has made me realize that while I let go of you, your little heart always stays with me in a way. So I let you go, and I encourage you because I know you are so smart and strong already.
And please may it never be said that you are anything but a little boy. It’s definitely hard wired into your DNA. There is a flower on your exersaucer that you annihilate every time you get it. You hate that flower (AKA the thing we do no speak of )and you let it know. You yell at it and force it to lie down. You flail endlessly, kicking and punching everything and LOVING every second. You would much rather chew or kick something than anything else. You’re rough and very manly if your Daddy does say so himself. You are also getting testosterone I think, yesterday you gloated at your Daddy whilst showing the thing we do not speak of what for. It made your Daddy’s head grow, and in all honesty with all the big heads in the house, Mommy doesn’t have anywhere to sit anymore.
Luckily though you do have a Mommy, who steals “girly” cuddly moments, and kisses and hugs that you love too. There’s nothing better to you than curling up in your Mommy after a long frustrating fight with the thing we do not speak of. At the end of the day, you’re still my little baby Grant. And I’m showing you how to be nice and cuddly too.
You’ve completely discovered your feet and your hands. Your hands are always doing something, whether in your mouth or grabbing or flailing. You grab your feet and pull them around, or Mommy’s fingers while you’re eating. And you are strong. I don’t know how many times I’ve dropped the bottle because of your yanking. You also grab your diaper whilst being changed and it’s hard to change you now because of all your moving about.
Your bottom two teeth are popping up. Mommy was in denial about this when we first noticed your teeth. Then they were gone, and looking back that’s because they were coming up through your gums. Now they are poking up, and I think you may just have some teeth by Christmas. You’re drooling constantly, and sometimes pretty crabby. Grant, you’re too young to have baby teeth.
It’s becoming seemingly obvious that you are not into following the rules. You’re bigger than, smarter than, more alert than all the babies you hang around with. You grow teeth faster, and honestly you’re cuter than them too.
I love you!
Mommy
