Lily @ 4 months

My baby is 4 months old, can you believe? Just the other day, we went for a health nurse check up and she's ticking all the right boxes, weighs 7kgs and 63.5cm long. She is such a happy and contented little child.



On a good night, she sleeps a long stretch of 8 hours. But being a parent the third time round, (a veteran parent I'd like to think, teehee!) you just know that there is not such a thing as sleeping through, night after night. There are good nights, and there are still sleepless ones. You would have realistic expectations and just accept it. And soldier on during the day, especially when there are two others with bountiful energy that seems to zap yours away too. Anyways, I digress. She sleeps here and there and everywhere. In the car, on the way to kinder pick ups and drop offs, in the sling, in the shopping trolley, in the lounge room of my in law's when we have late dinners. She is brightest in the morning, but really dopey and sleepy as the day goes on. I guess it could be that her sleeps are always interrupted, and being dragged along to places, when she could have snoozed comfortably in her own bed.

She gives out the cutest smile ever. And it is so easy to make her smile. And the other day, when I was laughing so hard with the boys over something I couldn't even remember, she gave out this big belly laugh too! And you can make her laugh again and again by just making silly burping noises or smacking your lips. Aaahh.... it's silly but we do it over and over again.

She is purely breastfed. And I am not really looking forward to starting her on solids. Really, its novelty runs out after the first 5 minutes.

She wears really cute hand-me-downs that I love oh so so so much. I never think I would be such a girly girl mummy, but I tell ya, some days I dress her up like a cupcake!



She is growing up, and once again I feel a little tug in my heart. I am happy but I am sad. Especially when I put her little clothes away...for the last time. Sigh, such bittersweet moments...