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4 Months

Dear Olivia,

Wow. . . another month has passed. Is it possible it's been 4 whole months since I brought you into this world? I wish I could pause time for a bit and just enjoy these brief moments when you are little.

What did you get for your 4 month birthday? 4 shots. I feel awful about it, but I know it's what's best for you. Mommy was really good this time. I didn't cry, and you didn't cry as much, which is probably why I didn't cry. In fact, I was so good, that I got a lollipop when when it was over.

This month you have discovered some new things:

-- rolling over
I kept waiting for you to actually roll over, because you've been thinking about it for a while. You still seem a bit confused about it. I think you think I pushed you, but I didn't.

--food
You suddenly have become curious about our food. I'm not sure you understand what it is, but you like to watch as I put food in my mouth. You actually reached for my frozen yogurt today. And I just talked to the doctor about not introducing anything until you are at least 6 months. I suppose if you become really demanding, I might have to re-think it.

--uncontrollable laughter
You no longer just giggle. You have heartily and for much longer than you did before. You have a good sense of humor, but you come by it honestly. Last night, you thought it was funny to headbut your great-grandmother. You'd pull back, look at her, and then slam your head into her neck. Then, while your face was burried, you'd laugh hysterically, and then look at all of our reactions before doing it again.

--you recognize boobs
You suddenly know where everyone's boobs are (even Daddy's, but I guess they aren't really boobs). You used to root on anyone who was holding you when you were younger, but now it seems you deliberately go for other people's boobs, and when they don't nurse you, you settle for sucking on their shirt. It has freaked a few people out. I on the other hand, am jealous. You should only want my boobs. Mine. That's it.

--Splashing
Bath time has become playtime. By the end of your bath, there's more water outside the tub than in. I think soon we will have to introduce bath toys.

I love you, my Olivia Beth. You are my heart and you bring me more joy than I ever thought possible. I love everything about you, my precious girl.

All my love,
Mommy

Posted by Hannah at August 11, 2006 11:06 PM