Week 21: 01/06/13 - 01/12/13
Well. Ours and about 8 million other households.
And of course by our household, I really just mean me.
Yep. I've been sick on and off for 2 solid months.
And you, Baby Chunk, caught your first cold last week.
I went in to wake you up, only to hear rattling snot and a wheezing chest.
Talk about wrenching my heart.
But you just went about your business giggling and talking as usual.
Still broke my heart.
Last week was also our first round of daily chiropractic treatments. Your last treatment is tomorrow. I'm so excited to give a full report on this topic. No more tummy issues. No more medicine. It's a miracle. Fingers crossed...
In other news, Dad has a new schedule. One that reflects a normal human being. It's made my life significantly easier. He picks you up, and I'm able to come home to both my babies.
It's so cute how close you two are. Joined at the hip, really. You already have little inside jokes and a theme song even. I hear him singing it to you all the time.
The only thing is, Dad does things a tad differently than mom.
We've also been noticing some physical changes as of late. You still have a silly little bald spot in the back of your head. Yet, your hair is incredibly long. So, sometimes I have to do a double-take. Your current doppelganger is Michael Bolton.
And girl. Those thighs. Holy chubbalicious. And so delicious.
Some good news this week? You got to see your Auntie Laur and meet your Uncle Dustin as they were in from Uganda again. So fun seeing you with my bestie since kindie.
Oh. And let's talk about some skills you've mastered.
Skills you have not totally mastered...yet.
I am convinced you've completely forgotten how to roll over.
It's giving mommy a slight heart attack.
Daddy, however, thinks it's no big deal.
He says you're just doing your thing. In no rush. Taking your sweet time.
Wonder where you get that characteristic from.
I just don't quite understand. You rolled all the time from 4 weeks (technically 3 and a half) until about 2 and a half months. And then just stopped. Now, you can't stand to be on your tum-tum. I mean you practically throw an all-out tantrum.
I must admit though. It is quite hilarious. We call you our little seal. Because you immediately put your arms behind you and bend up.
I keep telling myself that at least you're so close to sitting up on your own, and you love to stand with a little support of course. So, you are a strong little booger...just not motivated, I guess. Hey. Whatever makes mommy sleep a little better at night. ;)
And speaking of sleep...
Oh girlfriend. Thank you for letting mom and dad get sleep at night. We're now going on a solid two months of sleeping through the night. You go down at 6:30...sometimes even 6:00 and sleep without a peep until I go in and wake you at 6:30. And even if you do wake, you put yourself right back to sleep.
I'm totally going to do a sleep post too. Because getting a full-night's sleep is such a game changer.
So thanks, Chunkin.
And thanks for making me smile all.the.time.
Love you, Beans.