Ahh. This has been a big week for the little one. I think she is finally beginning to get back to her old Babywise schedule. Right after we moved, she abandoned her wonderful through-the-night sleeps and two-hour naps and reverted to her freshly newborn every two-hour wake-ups.
It was a dark time.
The last two nights in a row she slept for seven and six hours, respectively, before awaking in the middle of the night. It's so bizarre, because she's not even hungry. She gets that pacifier back into her mouth and off she drifts again. What is the deal with this? Is she frustrated because she doesn't have her own room anymore? Do things smell different in Virginia? Has she begun a new love affair with 2am? I don't know, but it's frustrating. Her naps have not been great, but they're getting better. She was napping for two hours at a time during nap time, but after we moved, they suddenly became 30-45 minute naps.
How to get anything done?
Now they're about an hour apiece, so that's a little better.
On to the good stuff.
On Tuesday night, we were all sitting around the dining room table. We were just finishing dinner, so I lifted MJ out of her bouncy seat and set her on my lap to "see stuff" (aka, let everyone gaze upon her chubby face). Mike held her hand, shook it up and down, and told her "hi," about sixty times until suddenly, the most amazing sound graced our ears: MJ laughed out loud for the first time ever. It was this throaty, guffaw-like chuckle, and she kept laughing for a few seconds as we all cheered. Just as quickly, all five of us were all over her, shaking her arms, bouncing her, blinking wildly and grinning like maniacs in a vain attempt to recreate the precise conditions which resulted in that sweet sound.
She decided we were no longer funny, and suddenly became her serious, observant self again. We continued to pursue The Laugh over and over every day, and Mike keeps greeting her by shaking her arm and telling her "hi," but it stopped working. Finally, tonight, Mike & I took her on a stroll through the neighborhood. She was in an amazing mood, grinning all over herself and checking out the scenery. When we got back inside, I started talking to her as I pulled her out of her carrier, and it happened again! She laughed, and laughed, and laughed. I kept repeating whatever I was saying ("You're making my face hurt," I think) over and over, and she kept thinking it was the most hilarious thing I'd ever told her. It was great! Again, it was over as suddenly as it had begun, but Mike got part of it on video on his cell phone.
Treasure.
She has another new trick as well. Today, I left her on the floor on her gym mat to swat at her hanging animals while I ran upstairs to replace her diaper bag's supply of Mylicon. When I returned, she was lying on her side with her fingers shoved halfway down her throat. I shrieked cheerfully and told her what a brilliant baby she is, and in one swift motion, she rolled onto her back and over to her other side! I think she would have made it all the way, but because she had those fingers in her mouth her elbows were sticking out at an angle that made it impossible for her to get over them. I tried to get her to replicate this trick for Granny that afternoon, and then again for Mom & Dad, and finally again for Mike, but I think she's trying to make everyone think I'm nuts. She refuses to perform for other people! I swear, I'm really not lying. She really does these things! She just seems to only do them when there are no other witnesses.
I'm going to spend the weekend rolling her manually from side to side to jog her memory.
Also, guess who is wearing her 6-month clothes already? Caroline put her in a 6-9 month outfit on Thursday, and it fit her, so today she wore a 6-month outfit, and it fit. It's kind of disgusting how fast she is growing.
Sigh.
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