At one point, I wrote about being 33 weeks pregnant.  Someone asked for a To Be Continued.  I honestly didn’t think that the post would attract much traffic, but it is one of my most hit posts next to the one I wrote about the Amish.

So I am going to talk about the particulars of a four month old baby.  S, my baby girl, is 95% in both height and weight.  She is wearing 6 month clothes.  She is  nursed, so I am pretty surprised because A was such a pipsqueak.  But someone told me that the 2nd child being bigger is pretty standard.

S seems to have discovered her hands, and they surprise her, in fact, scare her sometimes.  She will nurse for looooong stretches which I allow her to do sometimes because it is good for milk production, and I really don’t want to have to start using the Ayurvedic herb Fenugreek, though it does work.

S sleeps less and less incrementally as time goes on, however, she stopped the colic almost 3 months on the button.  She had a couple of 2 day followups but largely she has started sleeping at the latest 1 am.  Subsequently my days of much Facebook are over.  Am quite ok with that.

A friend told me her nap schedule for her kids which afforded her a 3 hour block in the afternoon without kids.  After I picked up my jaw off the floor, she explained that she had her boy playing in his room for 2 and a half hours.  I knew that wasn’t my style, we do an hour every day.  But it dawned on me that if I put S on a nap schedule I would get more time without being bombarded by kid needs and I could do other things, like plan a birthday party and write the invitations, clean up messes and get dinner going… fun things, right?

So physically, she is big, 16 pounds if I recall.  Sleepwise, am just grateful to be getting to bed before 1 am, mostly.  But I haven’t mentioned what a smiler and laugher she is.  She smiles as long as I look at her, she likes attention, naturally.  And she is a joy.  Someday I will miss having a baby around.