4 Months

This is a recent picture taken by Adam. Oh my! She looks so big. She will be going for her 4 month check up and shots this Wednesday. I am not excited about that, but it has to be done. I have started on her scrapbook, which will be an addition to her baby book. Baby books just don't hold all the pictures.

Proud Parents

Adam and I have formed our own small cheerleading squad similar to the Spartans of Saturday Night Live. Sydney is doing all sorts of smart and fun things. And we jump and cheer and act like the idiots we truely are. This evening she rolled over. As she is nears her 4 month birthday, we are trying to get her to do all sorts of things. This evening I was working with her on how to roll over and I left her to practice while Adam and I were on our laptops on either side of her. Suddenly, Adam said, "What was that?". Out of the corner of my eye I saw her move and there she was smiling proudly as she moved from her stomach to her back. Ok, so that is half way. But she can go from side to side so that counts for 25 % plus the 50% she accomplished tonight. I think a 75% turn radius is respectable. Perhaps I should be giving it in degrees? But honestly, I can't think of what that would be right now. She is keeping me up at night and I mostly hum Baby Mozart during the day now. We are going to develop our own sign language system and get that started. I hear there are benefits. It is worth a shot.

Ribbit.

We are starting a towel collection.

The Easter Funny

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Flickr

This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

Rememory

I feel guilty that I haven't posted more photos of Sydney. We seem so busy and, well, it is really Adam that controls the photos. He has to do all sorts of fancy things to them before they are ready for use. It is like getting a professional portait done everyday and including the looong wait times for the prints. What is a picture really? There is no way that it can convey they cute noises she is making. It won't show her kicking her legs ninety-to-nothing. It won't show her sigh when she gets her bear blanket and pacifier to go to sleep. I guess we get all those moments and bear the responsibility of filing them away in our memory. I have always had a bad memory, but I can tell that I have changed. We had lunch with my mom and her friend at work the other week and they were talking about the sweet baby smells and how you never forget it. Then her friend said, "and the hot baby smell". I was thinking what is that? That doesn't sound good! To my surprise my Mom chimed in that she remembers it. They explained that it is the way a child smells when they have been outside playing. You never forget it. I was given the impression that it is a good smell (or at least a memory making one) so I can't wait to smell it.

My memory skills (or rememory, as my friends and I used to say) aren't the only thing that has changed. I find myself less worried about silly things and more focused on the important ones. I go through my day with purpose, but I constantly remind myself to stop and enjoy the moments I have with my family and take a few mental pictures for my rememory. Before being a mother, I would yell "BUG!" and wait for Adam to run through the room with a shoe to conquer it. "No, don't use MY shoe!", I would say. Yesterday, to my surprise (and I think Adam's) I yelled "BUG!" and as Adam ran up behind me I removed my own shoe and took care of the situation. There are things you just have to do when you are a mother, things you avoided in the past but you meet head on now.