Now you're two months old (well two months and four days, but I'm not exactly punctual), and it's true what they say: it goes so fast. When you were two weeks old, everyone kept saying that one day you would start sleeping more...maybe when you're six weeks old. And I would look at them with dismay and think, "there is no way I'm going to make it another 28 days."
Luckily, now you sleep. Granted, I have to stand in the bathroom with the lights off and the fan on to get you to sleep, and I have to cover your eyes with my hand when I put you to bed, but that's ok. I've never seen a baby who has to be looking at things constantly. You're always, always looking around. If we hold you in a position that gives you the stunning vantage point of, say, just a shoulder, you say, "WHAT IS THIS!? MOVE ME NOW!"
So we walk around a lot. And you look out the windows, at the fridge, in the mirror (who is that baby Mommy's holding!?), and at the TV. I had read that babies shouldn't look at televisions, but my own mother informed me that I sometimes "watched" TV when I was a baby, and since the synaptic connections in my brain weren't too fried, I'm going to let it go.
Here you are in your favourite over-the-shoulder vantage point. Dad took this picture the day after Grandma went back to her house in the USA. I can see that you're already well versed in the knack of making people feel guilty.
We're into more of a rountine now. You eat, you play, you [sometimes] sleep during the day. While yes, Miss Honey Badger, you still demand to be held most of the time, you'll also except a few minutes on the floor to practice tummy time or in your bouncy chair to, uh, bounce. And randomly flail your arms and legs. It's quite gripping and I've taken about 3,000 videos of these activities.
You can see in these pictures how much stronger you're getting.
And one you've done this four times:
(If you could ignore the flyers on the floor, that would be great. I was multi-tasking!)
Now granted, you must realise that this is a combination of tipping and rolling, but we were all suitably impressed. You've refused to do this again since I took that video, but I suspect it's because you're no longer enraged at the thought of being on your tummy and are more content to stay there and hang out.
Oh, and Ady, you smile! You squeal! You melt our hearts a million times a day! There's nothing like making eye contact with you and having it result in the biggest smile- just nothing!
(Smiling at Daddy, who by the way, is very afraid your neck is going to snap. He's also constantly worried that you're choking, and I have to remind him it would be pretty difficult for someone on a 100% liquid diet to choke. So keep this in mind when you're older or he's going make you eat purees until you're 55 years old).
Well Honey Badger, you're two months old. You weigh 11lbs 12oz and you're 23 inches long. You like bouncing (haha! I've tricked you into letting me bounce you on the yoga ball now! HA!), looking around, playing with toys, and Gerry the Giraffe. You like being IN the bath tub but loathe being removed from said tub; you hate napping, and you strongly dislike being put down when you aren't ready to play on the floor. You are the world's hottest baby, and every time the weather's warm and I take you out I have to dress you in the lightest materials and have your arms and legs bare or you instantly overheat and scream for the remainder of the day. All the other babies I see are still dressed in pyjamas and sweaters, and I'm 99% sure some concerned parent is going to call social services soon because they think you're going to get hypothermia.
An important lesson:
One day, people on the internet will tell you that putting partial colour effects on photos is "outdated" and "OMG I WOULD SOOOO JUDGE ANYONE WHO DOES THIS!!!"
But I'm here to tell you: if you LIKE the partial colour effect, go for it. As you can see, I'm not even any good at doing it, but I do it anyway because I think it's cute. So as long as you're not hurting anyone and it isn't ruining your life, do what you like to do. Wear acid-wash jeans. Sing tone deaf karaoke. Anything!
So there it is, Miss Adrienne, Miss Two Months Old. Another month has gone by too fast; you're happy, you love us, and we love you, too!
And...Honey Badger doesn't care if Mom's updated her blog. Honey Badger wants to EAT. NOW.
Happily yours,
Mama.
P.S Dad just took this picture today and I think it's cute:
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