I can't stop talking/texting/blogging about my baby. It's like word vomit.
My blog is still getting like 24 views a day though so either I'm not as bad as I think, or I have some friends and family that are pretty baby hungry :) Besides, this blog has pretty much been my journal and I will want to remember these things when my girl is grown.
Olivia is a seriously bright and thoughtful baby. I am amazed to see her learn and experience things on a daily basis. One day she won't be interested in what I am holding in front of her, and the next she will be reaching for it. There is nothing like being a mom, nothing else on earth could be quite the learning experience that raising a child is. I get excited when my baby runs her hand over the buttons on the remote, feeling the texture, or turns her head to find Tucker because she can hear his tags jingling from across the room, and I'm sure I would be embarrassed to see a video of myself trying to get a laugh out of babygirl.
My body feels like someone else's. I am 5lbs below my pre-baby weight (yay nursing!) My boobs have grown 2 cup sizes and dropped 3 inches :) My butt is pretty much gone, my arms haven't been this skinny since I was 10-years-old, and my love handles have never been so wide! I have a completely different view of my body now though. I don't get so frustrated about the softness of some areas, the couple of stretch marks, or the backne. I am amazed that my body was able to do something as amazing as bring a human into the world!
Olivia loves to be held. She is so snuggly and affectionate. She responds to our voice, tone, and touch.
She also adores having her head rubbed. Her eyes roll to the back of her head and her eyelids flutter. It's cute and creepy at once.
She likes being in busy places. She loves to look at people and hear the sounds
If Livs is laying down, she pulls her head and arms forward, trying to sit. She also loves her Bumbo because it allows her to sit like a big girl. She dislikes being held on her back like a baby.
When babygirl does a big smile she holds her arms in front of her mouth, almost like she is giving herself a hug. She can't do a big smile without the arms.
She is learning to kick her legs in the bath water and touch the surface with her hands. I worry about what a daring little fishy she will be at the pool someday.
She has the craziest neck wrinkles. I bet something could get lost in there for a week. I have to scrub them out every morning so she doesn't accumulate old milk or anything.
Olivia hates to be tickled. Just like her mom.
She doesn't drool hardly at all but is in a new phase where she makes spit bubbles.
She looks so much like her daddy.
When she wakes up in the mornings she doesn't cry, just starts making noises and 'singing'. If I don't come get her, she'll get louder and louder.
Since she was 8 weeks old she has gone to bed at 9 and wakes up around 7. Part of this is luck, but most of it is working my butt off to get her on schedule at night. The daytime nap schedule is a whole other story. After the whole Babywise meltdown several weeks ago I got a bit too lenient, until it was to the point where she would be up from 11am to bedtime and be cranky as a bear. I finally knuckled down the past week and she is starting to get the hang of two or three scheduled naps during the day. She still has to cry herself to sleep before every nap though.
Anyways, I'm off to finish Bachelor Pad with my husband...and probably talk his ear off about the baby some more.
btw, how crazy is Melissa? She has to be every man's nightmare.