Baby Development & Mother's Day Mayhem

Well, not exactly "mayhem", though I've always loved that word, but a whole lotta fun going on. The past week or so has been pretty dang incredible for Caroline. Apart from [another] ear infection and a catching a nasty little virus last week that caused and continues to cause her waking up at all/any hours of the night, she has been developing at a frightfully delightful pace.

She's not quite crawling, but she is "skootching" along the floor in an effort to move forward. Her little legs twitch and shake as she gamely tries pulling herself foward, and if she wants the toy bad enough she'll work her way to it. We're predicting full crawling is perhaps within the next couple weeks.

She has gone from being Miss Proper Manners to Miss Grabby. Why just today at Carrabba's she snaked her hand out faster than I could respond, grabbing a fistful of lasagna. Methinks we have some serious adapting to do - she is a complete dynamo, bouncing with her legs and always reaching for things and leaning this way and that.

She gamely tries waving at you (hello or goodbye, at this stage it doesn't matter). Occasionally you get it from her, but as often as not she just gives you a blank stare. The other day she did what I remember my nephew Max would do as a little boy, when you'd wave at him he'd hold his hand up with his palm facing inward (makes sense, that's what he saw). Caroline did something similar.

She has gone from teething on the lid to now drinking from a sippy cup. She'll drink a little at a time, but considering just ten days ago she didn't know what to do, we're happy for her. Interestingly, she also likes drinking from a regular cup - although we normally don't do this yet. She can just about grasp and hold the sippy cup now.

For Mother's Day we ate a late lunch out, then hopped over to the zoo for a couple hours. She slept through half of it but awoke by the time we got to the aquarium, which she found highly entertaining. Mom and baby (and Dad too) were pooped by the time 6:00 rolled around, so we high-tailed it home and are now praying she stays asleep until the morning.

Our house is under contract and the home inspection is set for Tuesday morning. We all know that if anything can derail a home sale, it's the inspection. Hopefully things will go well, we'll fix up a few minor items, and on 5/30 we'll sell the house. We're moving into an apartment while we look for a new house. And it's all caused by a 16 lb. little girl. Who'd a-thunk it?

Top of the world, Ma!:

Mimi feeding a tired but hungry Caroline:

One of Caroline's "boudoir" pictures:

Another "boudoir" picture...Caroline lookin' good:

In Mummy's lap on Mother's Day:

With Daddy at the Zoo:

Like Mummy, like daughter:

With Daddy in front of the fish tank:

With Mummy in front of the seals:

With Daddy in front of the seals:

CUTIE!

No time to write anything large up - but here are the latest pictures of Caroline. My folks and sister came by last weekend and spent some time playing with her; she is over her latest ear infection, and tubes are likely in her future.

With warm weather here, and the work on the house completed (or at least under control) I aim to get more pictures of her out and about.

Hurry up, Angelique...this is what's awaiting you and Bill!

On very positive notes, she is sitting up on her own without assistance. She is playing the piano, enjoys knocking down her blocks (when she's not cramming them in her mouth), is oh-so-close to crawling, and basically is changing daily, it's incredible...don't blink. We bought her a high-chair, which she loves; it has an attachment that goes on her tray which you use to keep her occupied whilst her food is being prepped.

We love her.

Ear Infections, big hair, and playing with blocks...oh my!

Like other babies the world over, the wonder child is not immune to ear infections, succumbing to her second one in the past month or so. So, it's back to the twice-daily threat of her throwing up after giving her antibiotics.

Her hair is really coming in now - it's not much longer before we will be able to put in bows. Ye gods.

Earlier today she was laying on the floor, playing w/ blocks and stackable rings we bought recently, and I watched her while she grabbed them, shaking them around and working to figure out just what they were and what they "did." It's amazing stuff to see.

She's got this thing going on with her head and neck - like she's doing the funky chicken in rhythm to some beat only she hears. It's pretty dang funny, I have to get it on video for it to be appreciated. Jessica was mimicking it and Caroline was giving it right back to her.

She's also pushing dad's buttons when I change her diaper - I have to get her arm bent and pointed away from her body to extract it out of her duds; so of course she is bending it, but now she's pointing it across her body and holding her hand with the other so I can't get it out, and all the while she's saying "da da da da...." over and over and smiling at me. Of course, laughing only encourages her...

Last, I spent a few minutes putting the order in for dinner and then got up to get the keys and drive over to the restaurant. As I walked out of the dining room toward the kitchen I happened to glance over at Caroline, propped up on her elbows on the play mat while Jessica ran her bath. Up to then, for at least 2-3 minutes, she'd been as quiet as a mouse, apparently just watching me...until I locked eyes with her. At that point, her lower lip started pursing out, her eyes squinted, and the bawling began. As I told Jessica, "her" daughter is a little manipulator.

Here is a clip from earlier today of her laughing - she is pretty much a happy baby:

Two Posts in One Day...

...stop the presses!

Mimi and Aunt Marcie stopped by today to visit, and the result is [gasp!] girls day!

Baby Choppers

First there were gums. Nothing but smooth, drool-covered gums. Then there were slight bumps along the upper and lower gums. And then, yesterday morning, there were well-defined ridges. And then....today....we have the first tooth poking its little way into the sunlight, destined to one day fall out and be exchanged for some hard-earned cash (anybody got any idea about the current teeth to $$ exchange rate?).



We've started her on "real food" - applesauce and bananas. Probably should've started her off with something a bit more mundane, like peas or carrots, but what the hay. She's a little confused about it, but we think she loves the dancing show her banshee parents put on to get her mind off the unusual taste of the new food.



Otherwise, nothing much else extraordinary happening lately in our household. She had her first ear infection a couple weeks ago and after we learned the hard way she didn't like amoxcycillin, which she coyly informed us about by way of emptying the contents of her stomach - twice, we finally got her to take some omnicef - once a day at 6:30 AM and 10 days later she's fine. Here are some of the latest pictures we've got of "sweetums":

Bathtime:

More bathtime:

If you didn't think she'd have curly hair, it may be time to reconsider...:

Cutie pie on the floor, playing playing playing....:

Dad feeding and making faces with a mug that did anything but launch a thousand ships:

Foot sandwich:

Grrrrrr!:

Peekaboo at bathtime:

Here I am!:

Caroline "Le Artiste" asks "Did I do that?":

Mummy and Caroline:

Caroline and Poppa:

BABY!

I already emailed some pictures out the other day, so I guess this is superfluous. So what. What's happened lately? Caroline continues to grow. She's still on the small side, hovering in the 20% range, but she remains firmly on her own little growth curve even though she continues eating like a piglet. Where does it all go, you ask? I'm glad you did. Her mom and I view where it all goes on a daily basis, so we're not shocked. The phrase "...thru a goose" comes to mind. Anyhow, she had her 4 month well check the other day. She'll be 23 weeks Friday, so it's a bit late for her due to one postponement we had to make, then she had the flu (which was awful in and of itself, as all three of us got sick at nearly the same time). She was 13.5 lbs. I took her in for the visit, armed with Jessica's questions, and Caroline's doctor answered them all while holding Caroline to soothe her. After that was done came....the shots. One good tasting fluid to eat, then two needles in each thigh. Before the nurse gave them I rubbed her head while talking to her, and then when the nurse put the first shot in....Caroline's eyes flew wide open, there was a pause, then the deluge of crying until it was over and I was able to comfort her. To be honest, I couldn't stop laughing after I saw her eyes get so big. It was either that or cry with her. It's been pretty rough the past few days. When she gets her shots she can be very fussy for up to a week, including diarrea and irritability. With regard to diarrea and (in general) changing diapers, Jessica and I are both on the record that while yes, it's true that it's "different" when you are changing your own's dirty diapers...there is no escaping the fact that changing a dirty diaper, getting pooped and peed on while in mid-change, dealing with the mess, etc. is no pleasure cruise no matter if it's your own or not. Ah, it comes with the territory I guess, because when she smiles at you it makes things a bit easier. Some of those pics that make it worthwhile (already emailed out the other day):


At Dad's house before his birthday party...

Sleeping on daddy's lap early (and I mean EARLY) one morning

Breakfast at Lizard's Thicket

Sitting with Aunt Marcie at breakfast (check out that red hair)

Again with Aunt Marcie, showing off her smile

Feeding Machine!

The science of paleontology tells us that several million years ago there lived a giant shark, over 50 feet long, 35 tons of eating, feeding, teeth-filled muscle. Today, a new father tells us that there lives a little girl, over 2 feet tall, perhaps 13 lbs. of eating, feeding, gum-filled cheeky jowls...devouring all the rice cereal her parents can shovel into her mouth (assuming we're able to push it past the tongue she keeps sticking out at us).

Here are a few pictures of her enjoying, yes I think actually enjoying, her most recent introduction to our world - warm grown-up food. If you look closely off to the side, you can just make out her parents' dread of the stinky diapers they know are just around the corner.

It's clear she enjoys the food - she inhaled each tiny spoonful; and when her mummy wasn't getting it out of the bowl and into the same area code of her mouth, where she practically lunged for it, she'd start complaining.

Hope to get some video of it soon for later, riveting viewing.