Guys, how can this be? I blinked and Billie’s two months old. Seriously.
- Cute as pie; filling in and rounding out.
- Smiling… Ahhh. Is there anything more heart-melting?
- Cooing… Double ahhhh.
- Truly easy as can be: still sleeping through the night, queen of the short nurse, and empress of the all-day-long nap.
- Loves looking up at the little dangling toys on her play mat, so I bought a couple more for the car seat and bouncer. Sometimes these little creatures get more smiles than I do!
- So content.
- Laid back: hardly cries even if her diaper is dirty or her sister is all up in her grill (which happens a lot. Let me tell you.).
- Loves laying on my legs.
- Stares up at me while were nursing and stops every once in a while to give me a big gummy smile and a coo. Oh my god. I’m in love. Just… Putty. You know?
- A tiny bit more neck control, but we’re not there yet.
- Still wearing her in the pink wrap a lotttt. Also the Bjorn.
- Starting to grow out of her NB clothes… I’m guessing 10 and a half pounds? 2 month check up next week :)
Today marks the end of my second week of school. Joshua’s been staying home with the girls while I’m in night classes Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday. Nana comes over on Mondays, but he’s been rocking it solo the other nights. Billie has finally relented and is taking the bottle, but apparently, tonight she gave him the full work up. I think the whole back to school routine has thrown Henrie for a loop too, because she’s been extra sensitive this week.
Speaking of, guys, I’m trying to figure out how to get little miss to stop shrieking at me. Oof. I’m a pretty patient mommy, but the yelling as her main mode of communication? Not my favorite. “Let’s use our small voices, our nice voices… Let’s ask nicely. I don’t like being yelled at. Please stop yelling. Can we take a deep breath and use our words? We don’t need to whine. You’re going to get what you need. Please try and say that nicely. A little quieter, a little nicer. Here! Let’s practice…” See what I mean? A few days, it’s been like 80% of her communication, the whining/yelling/crying. On Wednesday, I almost went crazy.
Anyway, when I do get a little one on one time with Ms. Henrie, she’s so sweet. Last night she was cuddly and asking for her favorite songs. Half way through one of her books, she looks up at me seriously and says, “Henrie like thunder. Mommy like thunder?” Her sentences are baller, guys. I love it, love it, love it.
So those are my days, juggling the two girls, cherishing the moments I get where we really connect – whether it’s eye contact or cuddles and conversation. By night, I go to school. My nutrition class is pretty easy and my microbiology class? Well, that just might be the hardest class I’ve ever taken. Reading the text book is like reading another language. Thermophiles, thermoacidophiles, lipidpolysaccharide, O antigen, MamK, FtzK, chemotaxi, and lithotroph……………… Muh brain hurtzz.
But it’s a good balance, talking to children and studying microbiology. Potty training and gram staining.