A few thoughts hit me today about that miracle of miracle substances, milk.
The first thought was how amazing it is. You pump this white fluid into a baby and not only does it turn into more baby, but it gives her energy to scream at a volume completely not commensurate with her size. It must have more btu's than rocket fuel.
The other thing is that from a color perspective, white is the absence of color. So somehow, through the miracle of digestion, this white liquid gets turned into all the colors that Margaret is (red for blood, brown for her hair and eyes, etc), as well as a very stinky, disgusting brown that winds up in her diapers.
Amazing.
The family laid low today, for the most part. Not only were both Sarah and I not feeling well last night, but Sarah's discomfort has continued today and Margaret had a very rough night as well.
In the first time in a long while, Margaret was up screaming at 4:00 AM. This, of course, threw the rest of her and our day off. Thank goodness that there are two of us to trade off, otherwise, things would have been a lot more exhausting than they already were. Basically, if one of us was up, the other was sleeping. It hasn't been like that since the very early days of Margaret and it helped us realize how glad that those days are mostly behind us.
The nice thing about being home all day, though, is that you can do things like stay home, hang out by the window, read books and take pictures of your baby.
Despite the whacked out sleep / feed schedule, she was a load of fun today. We managed to capture a couple of new expressions and heard two new sounds too.
She's now able to make that really high pitched scream that some toddlers do that makes you want to jump out of your skin. Thankfully, while she does it, she still exercises some restraint in deploying it.
No, the one she absolutely loves doing now is a guttural, gravely growl that makes her sound like an angry bear cub. Imagine a snore that's being exhaled. It almost sounds like she's eaten too much and the milk is blocking her breathing.
It's intentional, however, as on several occasions, she has made the sound and immediately smiled happily as if to let us know she's not angry or anything. It seems like she either likes how it sounds or likes how it feels to make the sound. Probably both, actually. She's did it a lot, today.
She's also becoming more orally aware. We've been noticing that she's sticking her tongue out to taste and feel things more and more, particularly when you get objects near her face. We're finding small, wet, tongue prints, now on the side of the Baby Bjorn and random parts of her stuffed animals.
She's combining this tendency with her ability to grab and manipulate objects, as well. She can get her stuffed animals into her mouth, now. Here you see that she's gotten tired of her own fingers and has secured one of her mother's as a replacement.
As the weekend winds down, we're already looking forward to the next when we can recover from work and immerse ourselves in Margaret.
We'll keep you posted.
3 comments:
Wow. Margaret is really developing! As Brad pointed out, she's starting to look like a real person. What a treat to have two postings this weekend. It's amazing how much Margaret has even changed since last weekend. What an amazing thing it will be for mom to see her again in April and Dad to see her for the first time in a couple of weeks.
feel better, y'all!
Oh, I hope you are all back on the road now! It's tough when baby AND parents are feeling not-so-great!
Had a fix with a baby girl born Nov. 5 this afternoon at Tucker's birthday. Lovely! Made Margaret seem less a stranger with all her new learning. This baby rolled over for the first time as we watched. A little gift... :-)
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