Teacup is 3 months old, and let me tell you, she is quite advanced for her age!
Could your baby read at 3 months old? Mine can!
She can also go down the slide by herself. Such a big girl!
And of course she's just recently started Pilates.
Oops! Okay, so you caught me. Teacup isn't quite ready for Pilates but she is 3 months old and pretty stinkin' awesome! Emphasis on the stinkin'... I'm also kind of thinking I should change her name to Cupcake. She isn't exactly the dainty baby I was expecting!
...weighs 13.6 lbs and is longer than she was when she was born.
...nurses 6 times a day.
...really enjoys spitting up.
...is sleeping 10 hours as night (woohoo!).
...is sleeping in a pack-n-play in the guest room all by herself (again, woohoo!).
...is in cloth diapers 100% of the time. I'm loving the BumGenius all-in-ones right now.
...loves playing with her brother.
...loves to smile, just not for the camera.
My only real complaint these days is her habit of waking up at 5 am and needing a pacifier repeatedly until sometimes around 6:30-7 am when we start our day. We've tried everything to get her to sleep except just letting her cry it out, and I'm not so sure I'm willing to do that quite yet. So for now, someone just has to get up and go give her a pacifier back. Luckily there is a bed in the guest room where that wonderful someone can crash until Teacup's mommy gets up at 6:30 am. I really do love that someone (wink, wink).
The last 3 months have definitely been a learning experience, but that's really what parenting is: a learning experience. Sure we make mistakes and get hung up along the way, but the important thing is that we approach each rough patch with a humble spirit willing to let go of the things that aren't working and simply try something new.
Every time I find myself getting frustrated or overwhelmed I stop and run a quick "system check". What is it that's messing with the plan? What is it that we all really need right now? Sometimes I realize that my bad attitude is rooted in sin, and I need to spend some time in prayer. Other times I realize that we all just need a quick nap and a little quiet time. And every now and then I realize that I just need to change my expectations and learn to be content with the way things are now, messy kitchen and all.
My heart's desire is to live out my faith in the context of my home. I want my children to see my faith in the way I speak to them, the way I treat my husband, and the way I joyfully do the things I don't always want to do.And as I stare into those pretty blue eyes, I pray that my sweet girl will grow up feeling the love of Jesus one sweet kiss at a time.