I can't believe I have a four month old. My tiny baby is four months old. That statement still seems so foreign, yet soon he will be a five month old. So many new things are happening with you every day James. YOU ROLLED! It took a while and you got so close so many times but finally you're a pro. You can only roll from back to belly and once you get to your belly you get a little frustrated, but still, you love rolling! Every time I put you on your back the first thing you do is roll to your belly! You love sitting and standing. You can kind of hold yourself up when sitting but only for a few seconds. You started eating solids this month!!! Although you hate rice cereal and sweet potatoes, but you LOVE apples! I also started giving you a trainer cup when you have solids to get ready for the transition to a cup, but you don't quite have that down. You can hold the handles and get the cup to your mouth, but you haven't quite figured out that you have to tip the cup up!
Showing posts with label 4 months. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 4 months. Show all posts
Thursday, October 25, 2012
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Monday, September 24, 2012
What I'll Miss
Often times I'll just look at my son and realize that he won't ever be like this again. Exactly how he is in this second will never happen again. Each day he is changing and growing and it's a sad thing for a mother to realize. I know that soon he will be too big to take a nap on my chest, or sit in his swing. Soon his tooth will be grown and he will say his first word. Soon he will finally roll from back to front and front to back. Someday in the near future he will crawl for the first time or eat off a spoon. Soon he will take his first step and fall for the first time. I know that soon he won't be making the cute faces he makes or the cute sounds. He won't want to suck on his, and everyone else's, hands. His favorite food will no longer be formula. His little feet won't be so little anymore. Every time he sees me he won't light up with glee. His favorite toy will no longer be the Oball. It makes me sad to think about my son changing, and growing. Even while I'm writing this and he is laying next to me asleep I know I will never get this moment back. It's a funny thing about time, it will always continue to move forward and you can never get it back.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Wordless Wednesday on a Thursday
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