Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Tricksy Hobbitses

Molly has a few new tricks up her tiny sleeves these days.

We started her on rice cereal after her most recent pediatrician appointment, and she’s been doing wonderfully with it. We’re at the point now where she gets hardly anything on her bib. In fact, if it wasn’t for me or Scott accidentally dripping some on her, she might not get any on herself at all. She opens her mouth wide for the spoon, and only a little cereal leaks out of her lips. It’s easy enough to catch it before it runs down her chin, and it all gets recycled and put directly back into her mouth anyhow.

An avid and accomplished thumb sucker, she makes a mess of her hands if we don’t physically hold them down with one hand while shoveling cereal in with the other. If we didn’t restrain her? In goes the food, and before she can swallow – in goes the thumb.

This morning Scott called me to tell me that “our little gremlin had quite the breakfast this morning.” We usually give her 2 tablespoons of cereal and thin it out with formula or breastmilk. This morning, however, he had a ravenous baby on his hands. She apparently chowed down her whole bowl without stopping for breath – complaining if he didn’t go fast enough. He made another bowl with another 2Tbsps of cereal and another 2 oz or so of formula – and she gobbled that right down, too! She ALSO sucked down her usual 3 oz bottle afterwards. Without stopping for a break. It gets better. Scott says that the whole time, she was making yummy noises in appreciation between each bite. So sweet.

Aside from her hollow leg, she’s also become quite vocal. In the mornings I feed her before I leave the house for work, which is around 8 o’clock. I always put her right back into her crib even if she’s wide awake, because another new trick involves sleeping until 11 in the morning most days. But before she falls back into dreamland, she has lengthy and intellectual conversations with the stuffed toy animals on her mobile.

I should mention that by “conversations” I mean “contests for who can yell louder”.... She’s not crying, mind you. Just talking. Very loudly. “MEHHHHHHHH. Muh. BAAA! Ah gaaaaaaaa! MEHHHH.” Eyes squinted in deep concentration, feet in the air, hands holding her toes.... deeeeeep breath...... and VOLUME. All ingredients for an adorable morning conversation.

She’s definitely ours. She loves the sound of her own voice. And she loves it at the most inopportune times, because what good is a newfound talent if you can’t use it to shout over the adults around you? I can’t blame her. Sometimes at work I wish I could just MEHHH at people who are talking and not listening to me! But I don’t think Molly’s form of diplomacy would win me the same number of friends. I’m not nearly cute enough... ^_^

(Geek Alert) But I guess that’s what you get with an adorable 4 month old baby....18 Charisma and + 10 Diplomacy. Not to mention natural 20s at every turn.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

First Dinner

Molly had her 4th month appointment this morning and she’s 24 inches long, 11 lbs 10 oz.

She’s in the 40th percentile for her height and 10th percentile for her weight. When our pediatrician was looking at the numbers on her computer, she was more concerned. But then when she was doing her physical examination, she said that she looks good. She is pretty tiny, but since the difference between her height and weight isn’t more pronounced, it isn’t so bad. If she were in the 90th percentile for height and 10th for her weight, that would be bad.

Since she’s so tiny, our doctor says to start her on cereal now rather than waiting. (We were going to wait about another 2 months, since babies generally don’t need more than breastmilk for the first 6 months.) She could use the extra calories, however, so we’ll give it a go!

So.... Miss Molly had her first meal of solid food tonight. She’s had nothing but breastmilk and (very) occasionally formula up until today. Oh and also Vitamin D drops (a recently added necessary supplement for breastfed babies), Gripe Water for her colic, infant Tylenol.... the usual suspects. I let her put her mouth on a piece of cantaloupe once, too. But today still feels like a big day. No more exclusive liquids. Her babyhood is slipping away before my eyes. I couldn’t be prouder... but it’s bittersweet!

Monday, June 21, 2010

We've Come So Far

Our baby girl is 4 months old today, and I feel like she’s growing way too fast. She can already stand for 15-20 minutes at a time while holding our hands. Is it too early for that?

She also rolls over to her back every time we put her down for tummy time now. (To the right each time - coincidence?) It used to be quite the production to get her to spend time on her stomach.

Poor sweetie. You had to be mentally prepared, because she’d scream like you were pinching her for the entire time... and then proceeded to cry for the next hour or two afterward. I used to dread doing it because it would always ruin a perfectly happy baby.

Now she's happy as a clam. I'm so proud! See how far we’ve come?

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Just Walkin' Around, Lookin' Around

Scott called me at work today to tell me that Molly had laughed several times this afternoon. Apparently he was walking her around the living room by holding her hands and letting her walk with her feet. Isabel, our pug (who will be 4 years old tomorrow!), thought this was great fun and wanted to play.

Head down, butt in the air, tongue out, eyes wide, tail wagging a mile a minute. Molly loved it! He said she thought it was hilarious, and she even let out a couple of laughs. She loves her puppy! Things ought to get more interesting once she becomes mobile. Isabel’s going to have a constant tormentor friend.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Self-Soothing - Another First!

I posted my last post as I was waiting to see if Molly would fall asleep or stay awake and cry.

I left her in her crib - changed, fed, comfy... And she fussed for about 20 minutes as I was here at the computer online. And she's asleep!

That's another milestone. Good job, baby girl! Or maybe she's just super tired from keeping me and hubby awake for most of last night. Either way, I'll take it!

She is the Entertainer

Yesterday when I came home from work, Scott was showing me how great Molly’s getting at standing up.

He holds her around the waist and only supports her so that she doesn’t fall forward or back. She holds up her own weight all by herself with her pudgy, little legs. It’s been almost four months since they held her up to show her to me before whisking her away to be cleaned (and the meconium that was in the amniotic fluid cleared out of her mouth so that she didn’t breathe it into her lungs.) Time goes by so quickly – and at the same time, I feel like that morning was ages ago.

We’ve hit some exciting milestones in the past four months:

*Feb 25th – Molly’s first time outside, first car ride, and first time home. She slept through the whole thing.

*March 3rd – My first birthday as a Mom, and Molly’s first excursion into the world to visit my coworkers at the office. (Lots of attention! And lots of Purel, of course.)

*April 10th – At six weeks old, much to our surprise, our little goober rolls from her tummy to her back three times in a row (one of which we thankfully caught on tape – thanks to Daddy and Grammy’s quick thinking). She doesn’t do it again for two months.

*May 21st – Molly’s first laugh. We’ve had huge, excited smiles since she was about a month old, but we finally got to hear a happy little giggle.

I feel like I could just watch her all day. I would, in fact, if I didn’t have to work full time. She makes the funniest faces, and she loves to talk. You can already tell that she does it to get smiles out of us. If we don’t look at her right away when she starts babbling, she gets louder or changes the pitch until we look. Then when we smile at her and tell her “good job!” she smiles so big that her eyes close.

She loves to entertain. She’s certainly her Daddy’s girl.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

What's In a Name?

On February 21st, my husband and I became parents. Ecstatic, teary, blubbering mush-balls of joy. My first thought when I saw her face was "she is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." Here she is at less than an hour old, in the recovery room with her Daddy.

I still think that same thing when I see her in the morning. Or when I get home from work. Or when I go into the kitchen to pour a glass of juice, and as I walk back to the living room I see her teeny little face peeking at me from over her Daddy's shoulder. She's changed our lives forever, and we're deliriously happy.

We named her Molly. We wanted to use a name from Harry Potter, because our friendship (pre-dating) began when the sixth book was released, and neither of us knew anyone else who had finished it. Having just met, we might not have become such great friends if it wasn't for J.K. Rowling's sheer genius. As it turns out, Molly is the perfect name for our little girl.

She has a whole lot of nicknames, too. The best is "Mollywobbles", which is also from Harry Potter. Since she's just now learning to stand with our help, the nickname is perfect. Her wobbles are AH-dorable.

And since parenting is by no means an easy journey, regardless of the cuteness, this blog is aptly named. Our ups and downs (colic and teething, namely) are only wobbles. Molly Wobbles! Har har.