Kendall at 4 months!

I've been meaning to post this for a couple weeks now, but time got away from me. So...this is really Kendall's 4 "and a half" month update!

Here she is at 1, 2, 3, and 4 months!

Height:

25 inches, 5 inches longer than when you were born. You're in the 68th percentile.

Weight:

16 pounds 3.5 ounces. 9 pounds more than when you were born! You're in the 84th percentile. You're a healthy girl....and I wouldn't want you any other way!

Eyes:  Still not quite sure! They’re such a pretty gray/blue/brown/green combination! I can’t wait to see what they end up being.

Hair: Not sure about this right now either! You had more of it when you were born…you lost almost all of it, including your little mullet in the back! But its coming back slowly…and lots of people say it’s going to be red like mine. BUT…I’m not sure. In some lights it looks red, and in some it looks brown. Actually, in some lights it looks a little blonde too—so you have me really confused!

Sleep: Oh Kendall….sweet, sweet, Kendall….you used to sleep so well (through the night!) and now you don’t sleep more than 3 hours at a time (on a good night!). It’s frustrating, and I hope you revert back to your old ways soon. Mommy is T-I-R-E-D. When your reflux was so bad, we got into a habit of always holding you when you slept during the day, and having you in bed with us at night. Now those are very hard habits to break. In our defense, it was the ONLY way you’d sleep back then…and with the reflux you were in so much pain that we wanted you to be comfortable and SLEEP when you were tired. We’re trying to break those habits and at this very moment you’re sleeping in your CRIB (!!) and have been there for about 45 minutes! It wasn’t pretty getting you to fall asleep in there…but it’s a first step. Now if only I can keep it up...I think it's harder on me than it is on you!

Food: We attempted rice cereal the other night and you were NOT a fan.

 

We thought you were ready because you basically lunge at us when WE eat…but apparently you’re either not ready, or you want to try something other than that nasty rice cereal. We’ll try again next week.

Things you love:

*Bath time! This is your special time with Daddy. I’m in charge of undressing you, leaning on the tub and talking to you, and helping to dry you off—but other than that, Daddy’s in charge. Since he can’t feed you, that’s his special time with you—and you love it. It brings me to tears almost every time as you smile and giggle and Daddy gives you lectures on how you’re not allowed out of the house until you’re 40. You also love the little heater we bring into the bathroom during bath time. You’re not spoiled or anything….

*When we clap and say “yippieeee!” and “yaaaay” and “yaaahooo!” Yes, we look like complete fools, but we don’t care. We’ll do anything to see that gummy grin of yours.

*Your feet. You’ve discovered them even more lately and love grabbing onto them while we’re changing your diaper or while you’re sitting in your Bumbo. You think it’s pretty funny that they’re actually attached to your body.

*When Daddy walks toward you with his mouth wide open from across the room, with his hands out, saying “I’m gonna get you!” Your whole body tenses and you shake with excitement!

*When we change your diaper. SOMETIMES.

*Your teething rings. You hold onto those suckers with both hands and gnaw on them forever.

*Your fingers. If you’re not chewing on them, you’re shoving them down your throat and gagging yourself, which you also think is pretty funny.

*Your Fisher Price Laugh & Learn Workbench. We bought this for your friend Luke’s first birthday but you loved it so much we bought you one too. It lights up and sings songs and you’ve even learned to press the buttons on your own. Smart girl!

*Getting your nose cleaned out with a Q-tip. Yes, really. You’re strange.

*Making noises and "talking" to us. We like to pretend we know what you're saying, and carry on conversations with you. The things we do to keep you entertained! 

*When you wake up in the middle of the night and we turn the night light on. When you see us, you give the BIGGEST smile and start flailing your arms and legs. You’re so cute at 2am that I almost forget how tired I am. Almost.

Things you hate:

*Getting your diaper changed when you’re hungry. You’d literally think it was the end of the world. Anyone walking by outside the house would probably call Child Protective Services if they heard the way you scream!

*When people aren’t paying enough attention to you. Drama queen.

*When you’re overtired and people you don’t know try to hold you. Sometimes you’re ok, but usually you stick your bottom lip out and let out a wail!

*Rice cereal, apparently.

*Sleeping in your crib, or anywhere away from us.

*Rolling over. I guess I wouldn’t say you HATE it…you just have no interest in doing it!

*Us trying to get you to sleep when you’re overtired. Man…you fight sleep worse than any baby I’ve ever seen in my life!

You’re growing up so fast….and I hope you know how much we love you!

Whenever I think of our struggles to get pregnant, I think to myself “if we had gotten pregnant immediately, we wouldn’t have YOU.”

And I can’t imagine life without you.