At the beginning of the year, I committed myself to taking more self portraits. I hope that doesn't make me a complete narcissist. It's an interesting, fun challenge for me. I took the photo to the right in March when I was 34 weeks pregnant. I took the second photo on the left yesterday with the help of my handy ring sling. P is almost five months old.
At 5 months, she is rolling over both ways and getting her chubby knees up under her bottom in crawling position. She is eager to grab toys, and is starting to work to move herself towards a toy out of reach. She coos and smiles at me all day. On very special occasions she gives us a giggle. She's stingy with those, though. She is sleeping from 12-6 at night without interruption. Upon returning from Florida last week, I started putting her in her crib at night (which is in our room). The co-sleeper went up in the attic. I'm hoping a niece or nephew will get to use it, but it will likely never be beside my bed again.
She's eating rice cereal once a day, and is nursing is going well. She dropped from 50% to 25% in weight at her last appointment. I'm not worried, though. My milk supply seems good and she always seems satisfied.
I wanted to document what it is to nurse a baby at this age. She uses her free little hand to grab my necklace, hair, and lip. If I try to keep her hand at her side, she gets frustrated. It's sweet and maddening all at the same time. Sometimes (99.9% of the time) I just want my face to be left alone. But, usually, she gets her way and puts her little fingers in my mouth so I can nibble on them. It's weird but not unusual. Her siblings did the same thing, and I'm guessing most babies do.
Stephen is looking into getting a vasectomy. One hot August evening when I was nine months pregnant with Maggie, I rolled over and sighed. I must have sounded miserable because Stephen said, "Melissa, I'll get a vasectomy." That made me laugh. I've told him it's his choice. If I happen to die and he marries another lady, would he want to have kids with her? I guess his answer is no because he is proceeding towards surgery.
A long time ago, we decided on five kids. It breaks my heart just a bit to never use the name Ulysses. If I was guaranteed a boy next time, I might be tempted to have another one. But nothing is guaranteed and so we are content to stop at five.
Maggie wanted her picture taken, too. It was bunny's birthday.