Hello there! I have so many pictures and stories to share, and so little free time to blog. Add a temperamental laptop to that mixture and it takes forever to actually post anything!
I took these pictures of Miss Becca about a month ago and just love every single one of them.
She’s been spending most of her waking moments on her tummy lately, thanks to her little head developing a flat spot. We’ve been to a cranial specialist and he thinks her head will round out on its own, with our help in positioning her off the flatness. We’re so thankful Becca does not need a helmet, at least as of now.
Extra bonus: she is getting very strong. She can scoot forwards, backwards, roll-over from tummy to back, almost roll-over back to tummy, and turn in a full circle. This week she has really started to push herself up onto her hands…she’ll probably be crawling by Christmas!
She loves, loves, loves this afghan for tummy time. The yarn is soft and there are lots of holes and popcorn puff stitches that make it a textile dream for little fingers.
Her little face just kills me. It’s all just right there around her pointy, little nose. She looks just like her daddy.
And her furrowed brow.
And her little tongue.
Oh. My. Goodness.
Obviously, I’m a bit obsessed with her cuteness. My favorite new development is that Becca laughs whenever Henley tickles her or “scares” her. It is the cutest thing in the world to see Henley working so hard to get her baby sister to laugh and also to hear the baby giggles coming from Becca.
We’ve had a rough couple of weeks dealing with various sicknesses. Becca had a double ear infection which meant waking every 45 to 90 minutes all day and night long…which nearly killed her mother. Once we beat that–thanks to antibiotics–we were dealing with reflux and upset tummy issues since all the awesome probiotics we had worked so hard to get into Becca early on were killed during the antibiotic treatment. We had just started working the probiotics again when we caught a nasty stomach bug. Henley was taken down first and was up all Tuesday night throwing up every hour or so. I got it next and was up all Wednesday night and most of Thursday morning puking my guts out. Becca started throwing up–much more than normal baby spit up–around noon Thursday. Ty never got it, lucky guy. We’ve been healthy all this week, minus some mildly runny noses, and are so very grateful.
I am finally getting more sleep, thanks to Becca sleeping better. Henley also went through a rough patch sleep-wise. I think her imagination is really taking off and her upset stomach didn’t help matters either. She was waking up super early and having trouble going to bed thanks to nightmares. Hopefully we get at least a few weeks of night time peace so we can all get caught up on sleep.
And hopefully no more puking. It’s so awful and smells nasty and creates literal mountains of laundry. Plus, we have too much going on to be sick! Thanksgiving is next week and Henley’s birthday is the week after. We’re praying to stay healthy and being grateful that we are healthy most of the time. I feel so sorry for those who deal with chronic illness. It truly is the most awful thing to be sick.