4 months

Miss Sydney.

My girl.

You crack me up.

You catch my breath.

You cause me to smile. 

....from the inside out.

You are 4 months old now.

You sleep 7:30pm-8am.

You nap here and there.

  ...or in your crib for a two hour afternoon rest.  Bliss.

You rarely cry.

You won't take the bottle.

You are the most content little girl.

...I lose you through out the day and have to look in 2-3 places to find you.

You are busy kicking.

You are starting to roll.

You jack knife those legs straight up

....and then plop over on your side. 

You are starting to talk more.

You coo and sigh.

You squeal.

....when you are making your noises I think of loved ones who have passed. 

I know that Grandma Schnooksie and Grandma Dort are giggling from up above. 

Your dresses are like little comfort blankets.

Your fingers find your mouth without hesitation.

Your arm rests over your face when you sleep.

...you soothe yourself and are at peace almost all the time. 

You are pooping less often.

When you "toot" you have little girl stink that makes me laugh.

You still love getting your diaper changed.

....You have been so healthy and happy.

You are loved by two big brothers.

You watch Henry all morning long.

You put up with their too close encounters.

...You are blessed by these two young men who will know you the longest.

I am loving every second.

And am so glad that three was our family.

If I could slow down time I would.

....instead I will just try and savor and soak it up.

Two months vs. 4 months