Thursday, March 28, 2013

Four months.

16 weeks.
My baby is 4 months old!!! Crazy. A lot of times I look at her & can't believe I'm a mom. I'm obviously far too young to be a mom. Nevertheless, I spend my days with a baby sucking on my boob, & changing diapers.

Her 4 month well baby appointment was on the 25th (at 4 months exactly). Little girl weighs 13 lbs 8 oz!!!! She's in the 50th percentile for weight. She's 23 inches long, which is the 11th percentile I believe. She's still in 0-3 month clothes & size 1 diapers. Even the doctor told me she's petite. She really is. She's not super chunky & her limbs are long like mine. She's dainty. & freaking adorable.

She's doing fantastically. Aside from her 3 month growth spurt, she usually sleeps through the night anywhere between 6 & 11 hours. Of course, for me to get that much sleep I'd have to go to sleep right after her, which I never do, so I'm still sleep deprived. She figured out how to grab things a couple of weeks ago. She really wants my phone. She hasn't rolled over yet, but she sure tries. She can stand like a pro. & she likes to try to get out of her car seat. She thinks she's big. I'm not ready to attempt solids with her yet. I'm thinking we'll do that at 6 months. She is easily distracted by her daddy. A couple of weeks ago we were having FHE & singing an opening hymn while she was nursing. As soon as Gabe started singing she came off the boob & stared at him through the whole song. As soon as it was over she popped right back on. It was hilarious.

15 weeks.

Peyton loves...

Daddy's voice.
Bobo the sheep & her hippo.
When strangers talk to her.
Her play gym.
Sleeping with both arms above her head.
Sucking her hands.
Holding things.

16 weeks.
Baby Astronaut!

Peyton hates...

Being in one position for too long.
Being in her car seat for too long.
Being hungry.
Being alone while I shower.
Having her nose messed with.

16 weeks.
I'm a lucky mom. I mean, wow. She's cute! I know I'm bias, but seriously. Look at that face. Adorable.

Gabe & I have been doing great. I'm SLOWLY getting things moved around the house in preparation for child proofing the house. & decluttering in general. We've moved a few bookshelves. I've covered a couple of diaper boxes with material to store craft supplies in my living room. It's a really slow process cause the only time I can really do those things are when Peyton's asleep. She's not big on napping & since I like to rest when she does, the evenings don't see too much activity for me. At least the last few days since she's been a butt at night with all this adorable energy that I don't have. I'm pretty exhausted.

17 weeks.
She's a grump when she
wakes up from naps.
My weight since having Peyton has been a major yoyo. I'm 99.9% sure it's due to some health issues that I cancelled all my scans for because I just don't want to mess with it. I don't have time for those shenanigans again. But I'm eating pretty good. I gave up soda this year. Not intentionally. We ran out of soda once & I forgot to buy more. I have it when we go out, which is rare, but that's it. & I'm slowly starting to work out again. I don't look like I weigh as much as I do, which is good. I'm starting an 8 week challenge with my brother & his friends at the beginning of April. Bret (my brother) will make sure I keep up with working out, probably by calling me names. It's hard when you're so tired you can hardly stand, but I've gotta do it. I fit in to my pre pregnancy clothes, but it doesn't mean I feel good about myself in them. The extra flab that comes with postpartum is not so fun. Especially when the extra flab is covered in stretch marks that make you look like a tiger. Or a zebra, cause tigers are sexier than zebras. Or some kind of stripy fish. That's really unsexy. So anyway. Postpartum Alexa body is not my favourite.

16 weeks.
Rachel & Peyton.
Recently, one of my favourite people from high school came to visit! Rachel spent a few days with us last week. She really wanted to meet Peyton. Now that she's gone I'm 99% sure she actually misses Peyton more than me. I don't blame her. Peyton's way cute. Anyway. It was really nice to have her here. She was really helpful. I mean, she did dishes. How great is she?! Plus, Peyton loved her. So it was nice to be able to hand Peyton over when my arms got tired during the day.

15 weeks.
Saturday morning with daddy.
Gabe has been doing well, too, by the way. Just in case you were wondering. He's working hard both at work & home. Plus he's dealing with me, which isn't as hard as it was before since my hormones & stuff have leveled out. & our daughter loves him, so really his life is pretty dang good.

Here are some extra photos. =]

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Anyway. That's all I've got for ya.

- Alexa