- At 3 months, she weighed 12 lbs. 9oz. I weighed her when I was at the doctor's office with Everly; this includes a onesie and diaper on, but it's close.
- She is in size 2 diapers. We ran out of size 1 and had some size 2, so we moved her up. She could probably still be in size 1 for a little longer though.
- She is finishing up 0-3 month clothes and moving on into 3-6 months.
- This past month was up and down for sleeping through the night. We got started off great with the 7-11 hours routine and only waking once to eat during the night a couple of times a week. Then, came a rough patch of not just waking up at night, but staying up for 2 hours. Yikes! I was getting about 4-5 hours a sleep a night, which is ok until it's 5 nights in a row. Then, she would sleep all night and then go back to this crazy routine. After a couple of weeks, she naturally came out of it and has been doing 10-11 hours a night again. However, now she has her first cold so she has been sleeping in the rock n play for the last 3 nights so she is elevated and can breathe easier.
- She is still swaddled (except her legs) for sleeping at night.
- Also, at night, our current routine includes nursing a lot, and then once I can tell that she is ready, (strange how you just "know" when you are with them 24 hours a day), we turn out the lights and TV, turn the floor fan on high (for noise), and I nurse her until she falls off on her own and then I rock her. For the last couple of weeks, she lets me rock her to sleep most nights. She sleeps snuggled up in my arms, and I am loving it. It was hurting my heart to not get to rock her and hold her while she slept, so I'm so thankful for it. Even if I have to walk her a minute first to get her to close her eyes, after I swaddle her, I sit back down to just rock and enjoy those precious moments. Then, I lay her in her bassinet and go to bed. I love this little routine.
- If it's overcast and during Everly's nap (when I don't have to be available to attend to Everly), I have been waiting for her to fall asleep in my arms to nap too instead of putting her in her rock n play to put herself to sleep. Oh, how I love it. I cannot really express how much I love the feeling I get from holding my tiny baby in my arms.
- She is still nursing great and although sometimes her shallow latch causes pain, it usually feels better a few hours later. This only happens once a week or less.
- She still loves her baths.
- She still does not take a paci.
- She is starting to be ok with tummy time and can push herself up on a boppy for minutes at a time. She likes hanging out in her rocker and I just bought a new chair for her to sit in. She will hang out and kick on the floor for awhile as well. However, she is starting to notice whether she is near me or not. If I leave her to do other things, she lets me know.
- Her precious hair is growing back on top and now she is losing it on the back where her head rubs while she sleeps. But, I still think it is darker right now than the other kids have been.
- She is in that precious stage of smiling when she focuses on us and she just grins and grins and is so happy. She is trying to laugh too and it's another favorite feeling to be the one to make her so happy and to smile and laugh. I even found a tickle spot the other day, under her left arm.
- She still loves to be carried around on my shoulder and she is just happy to look around.
- She has started to find her hands and will chew on them while she rocks or hangs out.
- She is a drool queen! She has kind of drooled since birth, so I am always running my finger in her mouth to check for teeth. Everly got her first tooth at 4 1/2 months and while it would be early to get one now, I always check. Well, one day, on facetime with Mom, she commented on the drool and we talked about teeth and I felt one! I could see it beneath the skin, but it had two little points sticking out and they stayed that way for about 3 weeks until all of a sudden, they are gone, as if they went back under the skin (so maybe they didn't break the skin in the beginning). I kept watching this tooth and the one on the other side in the same spot because they are the canine teeth which should not be coming in yet. Usually the top two and bottom two come in first and then they continue on, but it was strange. So, I am just watching and waiting to see what happen. She drools as if she is teething and will soak her shirt or bib.
- My other favorite thing is kissing her. Of course, everyone loves to kiss their babies, but she will open her mouth and I will just kiss her and she is so happy. She waits for me and I do it over and over. Oh my heart. I love this little girl.
- The cutest thing Everly does right now and for the last month or so, anytime she sees Hazel, is say "Hazel so Cuteee!" and when Hazel is crying, Everly will get close to her face and scream "Stop KY-NING Hazel!" as loud as she can. Oh Everly! and Poor Hazel!
- She is just growing and getting more snuggly and sweet and while she is a normal baby that fusses and has bad days of gas and being tired and not knowing what she wants, she is sweet and loves us! I actually think she might be my calmest baby yet. But, at the same time, with the noise in our house, sometimes she just seems the calmest in comparison! ha!
I am doing better. But, I will be honest. Just two nights ago, Vic was out of town and Hazel was having a hard time getting to sleep because her congestion was waking her right as she would fall asleep. So, I finally had her asleep, rocking in the chair, and it was after midnight. And, out of the blue, my emotions just poured out of me. I just started crying because I was thinking about this being my last baby. Goodness, it hurts now to think about. I love my kids, as all parents do. And, with each kid before, while I knew nothing was guaranteed, I always hoped for another child to come. We love our family of 4 kids and truly feel we are complete, but to know that I will never carry another baby is hard. I just cried and cried thinking about meeting each of my babies in the hospital and knowing that we won't get to do that again. I cried thinking about how hard those first few weeks can be, even though I always look back at them fondly. I am always so proud, on the inside, of getting through those tough times. I cried thinking about the "lasts" I will have with Hazel. I will have these with the other kids too and I will be just as sad, but there will be that silver lining because I will get to go through things, good or bad, again with the sibling younger than them. I love this stage of snuggling and how Hazel fits right into my arms. I love the way she stays in that position when I pick her up and she just stretches and arches her little back until she comes out of that snuggled up ball. My heart just bursts when she looks deep into my eyes and focuses on me until she smiles as if she's the happiest baby, and I know that the only thing making her happy in that moment is seeing me. I just love being needed by my babies and love being a mama to them. Even though exhaustion makes things harder, I do not mind when she cries over and over, because when I get to her, she feels comforted by me. I love looking at her sweet, soft skin and her little legs and arms and tummy and fingers and toes. I love the way she smells and I could nuzzle my nose into her cheek and neck and hair over and over and never get tired of it. I love knowing her cues and even when I don't know what is wrong, I love knowing how to most likely fix it. I just love her and I have loved each of my babies the same. Ugh. I just want to bottle up every single second so I never forget it, because I won't get any more of these. And we forget things; we all forget these little moments and my head knows I won't remember every detail, but goodness I hope I remember. So, that is where I am at: feeling happy but so emotional sometimes. And most of the days, I don't get to dwell on thinking these things, because there is no time to reflect on them. I am busy thinking of the next thing I need to get done on my to-do list, because I have a family to take care of. But, when I do have time with only Hazel, I try to soak it in. She is my last baby and I am not handling it as well as I would like. Don't worry - I'm fine. But, it's just hard.
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