Blythe turned 4 months old last Thursday. Here’s a run-down of what’s going on with her now.
We took her for a checkup Friday morning and she weighs 15 lbs 2 oz. She’s 25 1/2 inches tall, and her head is 17 1/2 inches. That puts her between the 75th-90th percentile for weight, 95th for height, and off the charts for head size. (Quite literally off the chart.)
Although it wouldn’t seem so since she’s so big, she a finicky eater. It is a pain to try and nurse her. It has be completely silent, no distractions, and at least 3 hours since she last ate (except in the middle of the night, of course.) If you try and feed her before she’s 100% ready, be prepared for a massive fit.
She loves to be bounced around or shaken (don’t worry, not too hard. More of a jiggling, really).
Blythe can sit up with some support. She’s unhappy lying on the floor, and would much prefer to sit upright in someone’s lap. She also started to spend some time sitting in the Bumbo.
She joins us at mealtimes now. We pulled out her high chair and she sits in it and plays (as best she can) with toys while we eat. She’s much happier in there than on the floor in a bouncy seat during supper.
On a related note, she’s starting to play with toys. She can reach for things and grab them more reliably now. She can hold on to them and put toys in her mouth.
Blythe can roll over from front to back easily, and she can even roll over from back to front. Problem is, her hands get stuck under her when she goes from back to front, and she hasn’t figured out how to get them from under her so she can pick up her head. Her head is so darn big that she needs her arms to steady her to be able to pick it up.
Blythe went to the beach for the first time, to Okuma.
One thing we’ve learned about having a baby with such long hair is that it can cause trouble! When she spits out her pacifier in bed, it gets tangled in her hair. Many times she gotten a handful of her own hair, is pulling it and upset, but isn’t yet old enough to know what going on and to let go.
Blythe’s nighttime sleep has really deteriorated. She falls asleep easily on her own, but she doesn’t want to stay asleep much longer than an hour or two at a time. To get her back to sleep requires me to get up, feed her, and rock her for a while. I usually end up falling asleep in the chair for a while, and get only a little while in the bed before she’s awake again. It’s utterly exhausting.
That’s all for now, I suppose. Except this one last thing. She’s so big that sometimes you forget how little she really is. Here’s a picture of her holding on to my index finger.