Time to return to work did not go so well for me. I was really getting used to staying home with Kylie. She was so easy to take care of since I knew what I was doing this time around that I was brave enough to take her out of the house. We would go to lunch with Mimi, go shopping, get groceries, run errands. You name it, we did it. With Bryson, I was terrified that if I took him out of the house, he would cry. Then what would I do? I had no idea. Of course, the few times I took him out, he did great. But I couldn’t shake that fear. So I was going stir crazy when it was time to return to work. With Kylie, I was anything but. So was I ready to return? No! But I did…and have survived just fine.
When Kylie was about two months old, she was hitting the scales pretty hard, just like her brother. She weighed about 12 pounds, which was almost in the 70th percentile. She was also starting to develop her joyful personality. She was learning to smile, and I would get an occasional giggle from time to time, which would melt my heart immediately. She would very rarely cry, so when she did, I knew it was for a legit reason. Some babies cry just to cry. She is certainly not one of “those babies”. She rocks!
She started sleeping through the night at two months as well. I’m not sure how we got so lucky. Of course, just because Kylie was sleeping through the night doesn’t mean that Mommy was. I was still pumping at 2 am until she was almost four months old. That’s for the birds. Waking up when you don’t have to and knowing you’re the only one up. Ugh. There were many times I wanted to wake Mike up just because. But that would be mean, so I resisted.
Around 3 months, Kylie had the giggling down. It didn’t take much to make her laugh, which was even better. She is also very ticklish, so if for some reason she didn’t think my goofy faces were hilarious, I would just tickle her. Works every time. She is still enjoying bath time as well. She hasn’t started splashing to figure out what all the water does, but that’s probably coming pretty soon. She eats well for the most part and naps like a champion when her belly is full. That’s the one thing I have missed the most since being back at work is her napping on me. I still get our snuggles every now and then on the weekend, but I miss them daily.
Now that she’s started daycare, she has a new love…her daycare teachers. Although it makes me a bit jealous (and by a bit, I mean a lot), that she is loving on other people when she should be loving on me at home, I have to embrace the fact that they love her back. And I couldn’t ask for anything more. They are so good to her there, and that’s what counts. They also do tons of footprint/handprint art, which is my absolute favorite! I will cherish those little treasures forever. J She has seven friends in her class, and one of the boys, Carson, was especially fond of Kylie. Mike had a huge opposition to this. I soon realized that my poor daughter is going to have one strict Daddy. Carson has moved on to the older infant classroom, which is over 6 months, so he was only in Kylie’s class for about a month. It wouldn’t surprise me if Mike paid some under the table cash to get him moved over quickly. This is only the beginning.
At 4 months, her personality was really starting to sprout. She’s trying to become more mobile every day. She started rolling over, especially toward the end of 4 months. If I lay her down to change her, she immediately rolls onto her belly. It’s so funny. She also has learned to flip back onto her back, but she prefers tummy time the most. I think it’s because she can get more active. I will put her in one spot, and in just a few minutes, she much farther than where she started. She is a professional wiggler. She doesn’t crawl anywhere yet, thank goodness!, but she will wiggle herself anywhere she wants to go…backwards. She hasn’t quite grasped the concept of moving forward, so she wiggles backwards. She doesn’t seem to mind.
So now I’m up to the current time (5 whole months!). I can’t believe how fast the time has gone. I wish I had more time with my girl. Nights are soooo busy. I usually get the kiddoes home around 5:45 – 6:00. We have to get Bryson feed, bathed and in bed by 7:30. While all of this is happening, Kylie is either bouncing around in her jumping, rolling around on the floor, or being held by Mike or I. She eats around 7:15, then I rock her to sleep. This is our special time every night, and sometimes the first time I get to really hold her at night, which is ridiculous. I hate not spending hardly any time with her. But I make it my point to spend as much time with her on the weekends as possible.
Another exciting “new” for Kylie is that she’s getting two teeth! Already! They are her middle bottom ones. I first noticed when I was breastfeeding her and she bit me! Ouch! So no more breastfeeding for Kylie…ever. It’s just me and the pump. Bryson didn’t get his first tooth until 7 months, so you can imagine my surprise that she is already getting two! We also have attempted another first – her first cereal feeding. We quickly decided it was too soon and will give it another week or so before we try it again. Poor thing had no idea what we were doing. At one point, I thought she was getting the hang of it, because I would put the spoon in her mouth and the cereal would go it. After the third or fourth spoonful, the entire amount of the past three came dribbling out of her mouth. She didn’t understand that she was suppose to swallow the cereal. I tried to let her suck on the spoon, but that didn’t work either. Once she got mad, and rightfully so, we gave her a bottle. Better luck coming soon, I’m sure of it.
She has been a little under the weather lately, thanks to Tennessee weather. One day it’s 30, the next day it’s 60, the next day it’s 30, and so on. Mike took her to the doctor last week, and she weighed a whooping 16 pounds. When most people that meet Kylie ask how old she is, and I say 5 months, their initial reaction (after they oogle at how beautiful and cute she it), say Wow, she’s a big girl! The scale at the doctor just confirmed what we already knew.
TV has become increasingly fascinating to Kylie. Bryson has starting watching Sesame Street and Thomas the Train pretty consistently at night, and whenever it’s on, you can bet she’s craning her neck to watch with him. Sometimes I will lay her on the ground facing the opposite direction of the TV, and within nano-seconds, she will flip herself around and stare. I can get in her face to distract her, and she will outright tilt her head to the side to get my face out of her way. I’m sure she’s probably thinking “will you move, already?”. Mike will sometimes allow this tv watching to occur when I’m not in the room. I’ll come in, and he’ll have her propped up under his arm, facing the TV. She is as content as can be. Of course I give Mike the stink eye when this happens. Over-stimulation of a little one is not fun to contend with right before bedtime. He will say “aw come on, she likes it”. I’m in big trouble if that’s his reasoning for doing things for Kylie in the future.
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