I know I’m almost a week late on this post, but between me having the sniffles and some congestion, and Aria having a growth spurt, everything got chaotic!
Can you believe it? One quarter of her first year is complete. Already 3 months old. Where exactly is the time going? She is starting to become more of a person day by day. She’s definitely got a personality, and seeing it develop daily is amazing. With her constantly talking throughout the day, I have a feeling she’s going to grow up to be a little chatterbox…In all fairness, I talk a lot, so this was not a shock by any means. HA. Like mother, like daughter I guess.
Her coos at this stage are awesome to hear all day. She loves to conversate with the fan in every room, and with the toys on her play mat. I only wish there was a word bubble above her head so I could know what these in-depth conversations were about. I make every strange sound you can possibly think of just to hear those little sounds from her. If anybody ever heard me without knowing that I was making these awkward sounds to a baby, they would think I’ve gone crazy! But, I’m sure other mothers know exactly what I’m talking about. I’m just gonna call it mommy speak.
Physically, she is getting stronger. She can hold her head up a lot more now, and doing tummy time isn’t as awful any longer. She used to hate being on her belly and would scream for the 5 minutes we would do tummy time, and now she looks around and actually laughs! It is adorable! I cannot wait til’ she actually starts reaching for things. We’ve had a couple of roll-overs but it isn’t consistent, just flukes in my opinion. As for clothes, she is definitely out of newborn and in her 3-month size clothing, which of course makes dressing her up a lot more exciting. I sometimes secretly wish I had her clothes! They make the cutest stuff for baby girls in the best colors…If only. Sigh… She’s still eating every 3 hours so that hasn’t changed, however, the best development yet is that SHE SLEEPS THROUGH THE NIGHT!!!!! I do her last feeding around 10:45/11PM and she goes to sleep around 11:30 and wakes up around 7-7:30 for her morning feed! AH-MAZING!
On a different note, motherhood is definitely tough. Before you have a baby, folks always tell you “Parenting is hard and exhausting”…and of course, you nod along because you expect it to be hard! I assume nobody plans on becoming a mom with the thought of it being easy. But not a single soul can prepare you for HOW hard it is. The only way you’re ever going to know is when you get to experience it. Sleep deprivation I’m sure plays a massive role. I’m not sure I remember the last time I wasn’t hurrying to finish up whatever task I’m doing: showering, eating, dishes, cooking, responding to e-mails, etc. I can’t even remember the last time I wasn’t rushing to finish number 2 in the bathroom! Yes, I just went there but that’s the truth. I’m running around constantly to fit in these chores/tasks between feedings, and god forbid you have a growth spurt day, then all goes to hell. Annnnnnnnnd, because of how busy I am, I’ve had to make an extremely tough decision this past month.
We had to make the difficult choice of giving up our sweet pup. I know many folks that can have both dogs and kids and be able to prioritize them both, but I knew I wasn’t going to be able to. We tried to deny it, and avoid it but the reality of the fact was that we were being bad parents to Hexi. I felt guilty everyday knowing how little attention she was getting. However, the only way we were going to consider her getting adopted was if we found a loving family who would treat her the best way possible. And luckily, we did. We found a home with another labrador to play with, and now, Hexi gets showered with attention and has a built in playmate at her new home. She is being spoiled by a family who is extremely excited to have her. And for that, I am thankful. Do I miss her? OF COURSE. Do I know I did the right thing? YES. I know many of you will judge and grimace at my decision, but I had to do what was best for Hexi, and that meant I couldn’t be selfish. Sacrifices of being a parent.
Anywho…it makes me sad to think/talk about it..so moving on…
Here are a couple more pictures of my sweet cuddlebug.
From what I’ve heard, once they are 3 months old, the fun begins! Looking forward to seeing how she changes in the next couple of months!