This is the story one little family
making its way from the
salty shores of New England
to the suburbs of Chicago.
It won't always be easy,
but as long as we're together,
we'll find a way to bloom where we're planted.


Monday, April 22, 2013

3 Months Old

Yesterday, Maeve turned FOUR months old, and it occurred to me that I hadn't shared her 3 month pictures!  Father Time keeps marching forward dragging me along behind him, much to my chagrin.
 
It took Herculean effort to get her to sleep for these pictures, but it was worth it!  She is so rosy-cheeked and long-lashed, I just want to kiss her all day long (oh, who am I kidding here, I *DO* kiss her all day long!)
 
 
 
 
Three months old was BEAUTIFUL for Maeve.  Aside from her distaste for her car seat,now that her reflux is under control she's been perfectly manageable, though manage you must.
 
During the day, we follow The Baby Whisperer's EASY routine...
Eat - Activity - Sleep - Your time! 
When Jack was born, MY time, actually WAS my time. 
Now "my" time means laundry-folding time, dinner making time, basement purging time, etc.
 
But the EASY routine has always served me well because it saves you from the trap of nursing the baby to sleep, which is a total quagmire.  Maeve's "activity" these days consists of a diaper change and a rotation through all her favorite spots.  First she hangs out on the changing pad on the kitchen counter (buckled in snugly of course) and talks to the artwork we've drawn for her and taped to the underside of the cabinets for her to enjoy.  Then she heads over to her bouncy seat to stay semi-upright while she digests her meal.  When she lets me know she's done there, we move on to her activity mat, and if she still has energy after that, to tummy time. 
 
On a good day, this can occupy her for the better part of an hour. 
Then when she's good and tuckered out, she gets swaddled from the waist up, buckled into her papasan swing, the white noise gets cranked up high as the swing gets going at top speed. 
 
If all of these things are not done in the proper order and with the proper timing or if, God forbid, we actually need to leave the HOUSE...well then, manageable Maeve becomes a bit of a basket case.
 
But she's still the cutest basket case around!

1 comment:

m said...

Beautiful, Beth. She looks so peaceful. Your bedroom looks gorgeous, hard work paying off everywhere!