My baby boy is growing. Fast. He is giant. A chubby little happy giant.
At 4 Months Abram is 17.8lbs, 26inches long and wearing 6-9 Mo clothing. He is only about 10lbs less than Lucy.
Smiley. Oh boy does he smile. Content. This kid just hangs out. He only cries when he is hungry and I am too busy to feed him (ha) and gets fussy (mildly) when he is ready for bed. I am so spoiled. If I knew all babies from here on out would be this easy I would have ten of them. Well, minus the whole birthing part…
Abram rolls from his belly to his back. He is grabbing his feet and starting to put his toes in his mouth. He likes to chat on occasion and loves his exer-saucer.
He is quite the opposite of Lucy. He is not needy for attention. I could leave him on a blanket or something and he just lays out and talks to himself. With Lucy, If I left her sight she would whine for me… she is getting better with that. Kind of. I understand though, I like people too! I didn’t have to do much sleep training with Abram at all, when he was/is put in his bed, he goes to sleep. He is on a good sleep/ wake schedule and I can pretty much time his naps to the second. Lucy wasn’t too bad either, but it did take about two weeks to get her trained. I think I cried harder than she did for most of it. Phew.
He was sleeping through the night. He started waking up recently around three again but still, he goes right down afterwards and gives me at least another four hours after that. Thank God for you kid. I feel bad answer questions about his sleeping when people ask me. He is not normal. Well, maybe for formula fed babies?
His cheeks are warm a squishy. I like them. I like his dimples.
The Doctor asked Lucy today if she had a boyfriend. She said: “No! Abram is my boyfriend!”. I love them. She loves him. He loves her.
On a side note, I have gained four pounds this Holiday. Ugh!!!! I am not surprised, I’ve been eating like an idiot. My name is Janet and I am addicted to Chocolate Chip cookies. I can’t resist them. I have also been addicted to someone’s Peanut Butter Fudge (You know who you are). In one day I calculated eating 700 calories worth of Christmas cookies. That my friend, is ridiculous. Where is the self-control? So, as of Wednesday I am on a strict Clean Eating Cleanse again and have worked out everyday so far (Ha-Ha. That is only two days). I HATE working out. I will not be surprised if it doesn’t last but, hopefully, Lord willing, it will. I am so out of shape. So sad.
Good bye. Off to do other things, like, yell at Lucy for coloring on my new bed spread.
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