We're on a nap strike (ok we just don't nap really at all) but I'm about two weeks behind with this post and I'm determined this will be posted while Juney swings away beside me. (She is also on a swing strike making this much harder then it sounds.)
I watched this youtube video of elderly women saying how much they wished they'd savoured holding their babies, and the late nights and early mornings yesterday and it nearly brought me to tears. Does life really go by that fast? And if so, how can we freeze frame these moments so that I can just live in them forever?
June is three months. THREE MONTHS. She's rolling over, and getting stuck on her stomach. It's made for some pretty interesting nights of Mike and I just watching the monitor to ensure she doesn't get stuck in the bars, or stuck on her stomach. Yesterday I wised up and went out and bought the mesh bumper pads (thanks friends for the recommendations!) and last night after she had a feeding and insisted on flipping to sleep on her tummy, I just let it happen. Because I've watched it enough times to know she freaks out if she can't handle it. Plus she was sleeping like a dream a baby and ain't no sane momma gonna mess with that.
Speaking of sleep, she's the best little night sleeper. I'm talking 7-2 or 3am, feed and then sleeps again until 6 or 7 am. I can't complain about the lack of daytime napping when she's letting me get solid nighttime zzz's. And can I just say, I thought the nighttime nursing would deplete me? But it is the best thing ever, and I mean that with so much sincerity. It's the moments I want to just keep (see above ^^^); it's the quiet time, the soft time and it's our time.
Every morning when she wakes up she looks a little bit bigger. Everyday her eyes catch something new and I'm just captivated by her. It's still such beautiful weather here so we've been going to the park and laying on a blanket because, I just have to get outside at least once a day and because the leaves, I'm pretty sure they just blow her mind (I'm already dreading the winter months... we're going to have to find some really good indoor activities outside of the house!).
I'm beginning to see the appeal of the monthly sticker. The blocks are going to prove an extra challenge in the months to come. The antics that these pictures involved could be part of a circus act - from Mike standing about one inch out of the frame to be close enough to intervene if necessary, to the "QUICK SHE"S ABOUT TO KICK THE BLOCKS AGAIN" (see first photo for the "M" which we managed to put back crooked but in time to get her only smile...) to "Juney. Juney Juney, look over here. Where's your smiles?! Where's your smiles sweet girl?! A Booooo: A bug-a-bug-a-booooo!!" The window was open and you can definitely hear everything from the street. That's ok. We're those kinds of people.
Yay for three months and everything that has happened in-between. Life is a treasure. Also this face, this face is a treasure: