Sunday was Mother's Day. It's also the day that Oscar turned four months old. I can't believe I've been a mom for four months. It feels like it's been far less and far more time than that.
At four months, Oscar is almost fifteen pounds and is just over two feet tall. He loves to coo and play with his giraffe toy, his elephant crinkle teether, and a stuffed Pikachu.
Watching him grow and develop is incredible. He's currently learning how to roll over and makes it about 3/4 of the way..he just isn't there yet. Close though! He has also started putting everything he can reach into his mouth, so that pretty much means all of his toys, loveys and burp cloths have been nommed. Which makes for a LOT of drool.
I love watching his face light up when he sees me or his Da come into the room. His grin is INCREDIBLE and makes me so happy - he's learning how to laugh and I keep hearing him go "heh heh" when he finds something funny enough to crack up. I love it!
As for mumming, I'm loving it still. Every day is an adventure and every day I learn more. We've gone to the zoo and are now up to five baseball games. I've pretty much figured out the hows of nursing in public, though I know it will change faster than I even know. I love knowing how to make him happy when he's sad, and what he likes and dislikes (tummy time, but what baby likes tummy time?).
I still cannot wait to see what the next month brings. But that month can take it's time. These four months have gone by way too fast!