Poppyseed is 4 Months Old

Yesterday, the 23rd, Poppyseed turned 4 months old.  A third of a year has gone by pretty darn fast.

I used to wonder (and obsess… and agonize) about how I would POSSIBLY live my life with a baby.  It seemed like such a huge sacrifice, responsibility, and frankly, inconvenience.  I once even told my sister something like, “It’s easy to imagine being inconvenienced and sleep deprived and exhausted, but it’s not easy to imagine the amount of love that people say you will feel for your own child.”

I used to stand in front of my bathroom mirror each morning while doing my hair and makeup, and I’d feel kicking in my belly and wonder to myself, “What will my mornings look like after I have a baby?  They will look NOTHING like they do now…will I be able to do it?”

Then we had her, and here we are 4 months later.  I never feel as if I’m sacrificing anything.  I never feel as if she is a burden.  I never feel as if she is an inconvenience.  And that insane amount of love that people say you feel for your child?  Yeah, I get that now.  And what’s crazy is that, well, I love her more today than I did a month ago.  And I loved her more 1 month ago than I did 2 months ago.  But if you’d asked me a month ago if I could possibly love her any more than I did on that day, I’d have said “Oh hell no… this is as strong of a love as I could ever experience.”

And yet it has grown.  I’m starting to see a pattern here!

So here are some updates.  At 4 months old, Poppyseed….

  • Weighs 15lbs 4oz, 25.5 inches long, and her head circumference is 17 inches.  (90th percentile for everything.)
  • Loves to talk (babble).
  • Smiles all the time!  At me, at Oatmeal, at anyone, really!
  • Still eats 6-7 times a day.  3 bottles of pumped milk at daycare, and 3-4 nursing sessions with me.
  • Sleeps though the night…. sometimes.  (I am to blame for this.  I have no doubt that if I were being consistent, she would be sleeping through the night regularly.  I am impeding her progress by putting her in bed with us about half the time.  What can I say, I miss her during the day while I’m working, and I like having her all cuddled up next to me!)
  • Isn’t really loving to be swaddled anymore… she usually breaks out of it and sleeps with her arms above her head.
  • Loves tummy time… she is starting to figure out that she can push up on her arms.
  • Has only rolled over twice, and we can’t get her to do it again!
  • Goes with Oatmeal to feed the horses each evening, and laughs at them when they walk up and sniff her.  That really cracks us up.

And now, a picture medley of all things that have happened in the past week or so.


Tummy Time

Still loves that paci… but would gladly suck her thumb if I’d let her.

After work on her 4 month birthday.

In the waiting room of her pediatrician for her 4 month checkup.

The size of my lightest kettle bell!

Oatmeal and Granddaddy assembling the massive beast that now resides in my living room.

First time in the exersaucer.

Tummy time with Cousin Joanie!

Hanging out with sweet cousin June.

This is what 7am in my bedroom looks like.

I do occasionally remember the accessories.

With Oatmeal at dinner tonight.

With Sara and Jason!





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