Hey Y'all,
My little Princess turned four months old a few days ago. I am so proud of this little wonder. It has been such a blessing watching her develop into a person each new day. Violet is becoming so strong. She is able to hold herself up completely now while I walk around the house with her tucked against my hip. Violet is also able to hold her head up, look around, while she is having tummy time. Anytime the little one is laying flat on her back, she will try to pull herself up, doing little baby ab workouts. She wants so much to be like her mommy and daddy and sit up like we do. Violet loves sitting up and doing up ups as we call them. She likes to go from a sitting position to a standing position. She follows us as we walk around the room. She wants to mimic us like a mime.
Violet has the most beautiful smile. She smiles at us all the time. She always lets us know how much she loves us when she brightens are days with her smile. Violet has a way of doing things that make us chuckle at how silly she can be most days. I love that little bean like no tomorrow. Little Vi, has a lot to learn about life. She went to the doctors today and they gave her a clean bill of health. She also got her four month old booster shots. I'm so proud of my little babu. Little Vi, has made our lives interesting to say the least. We both struggle waking with the day to day activities of being a parent. We were so used to being a duo. Now we are an adorable trio. We are new parents. Andrew and I are learning as we go. But in all honestly, the hardest part of being a mommy and daddy is taking care of our little one during the night. My boyfriend is an insanely light sleeper. The smallest of noises from Vi wakes him up immediately. He is a fantastic dad thought. I know that even though he is grumpy at the babu for waking him. He loves her. He loves her even if he sometimes feels frustrated from not getting the amount of sleep he craves. I also get frustrated sometimes when caring for little Vi overnight. It is not easy waking up every couple of hours, caring for a child who continues to cry even though there is nothing I can do to make her feel better.
Sometimes I have moments where I know I look at her and wish that she would just be quite for a while. Of course, this does not happen the way I would like it to. I am usually pretty good at figuring out what she needs. I am starting to understand her cries and what each one means. We think she may be teething. She has been drooling all over herself, chewing on anything that is within reach of her tiny hands, and she seems to be more frustrated than usual lately.
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