My big boy,
5 months old today. It's seems like just yesterday (no matter how cliche) I was holding you in my belly wondering if you were a boy or a girl. These months have flown by- 21 weeks already. You have been on the outside half as much as you were on the inside. You are growing by leaps and bounds, it's amazing to see what you can do.
Since you turned 4 months old we have continued to introduce solid foods. You seem to be doing quite well and your Dad is ready to turn it up a notch. So far you've had all single grain foods, rice cereal, oatmeal, and barley. I'm not ready for you to move on but it's likely that you will be getting some veggies real soon :) Milk is still your food of choice. In fact, you have gotten so good at demanding we fix your bottles faster and reach out and grab it whenever you see it. So cute...
You like playtime and you will occupy yourself on your play mat. I think it's time to put together your excersaucer although you thoroughly enjoy your jumperoo. You've made a couple of baby friends from different places and I know you'll get even more when you meet the rest of your cousins.
You are doing wonderful with your baby sitters every day. You have two of them that take turns changing your poopy diapers every other day. They always have good things to say about you. You are beginning to recognize them and adore them as well. Sometimes when I am at work I look through all of your pictures and smile because I miss you. I often feel like we don't get to spend much time together anymore.
You still aren't sleeping through the night- no matter what we try and it's wearing us out baby. I know of some moms who said their babies didn't start sleeping through the night until they were 10 months old... I hope I can last that long! One of your dad's friends told us that his daughter is 9 and still doesn't stay sleep all night so it may be a way of life for you- who knows. also teething is becoming an issue for you. It annoys you to no end. I've ordered a special teether that I hope will help you find relief. In the meantime your fingers and fist seem to keep you satisfied.
Love you bunches,
~before you were conceived I wanted you; before you were born, I loved you; before you were an hour, I would die for you~