It’s been well established that I am a cute baby. There is a no doubt and no argument there. But, the question is, could I be cuter? Perhaps with long hair? Well, we didn’t have any extra long hair just lying about, so we simulated some long hair with a towel. What’s the verdict? Cuter? […]
I’m still a pretty young baby, and that means that I can’t hold my head up very well yet. I’m doing my tummy time to work toward that ability, but at the moment my neck stability is not that reliable. So that means that when I try to hold my head up and am doing
I’ve been gnawing on my fist a lot recently. At first I was sucking on it, kind of to soothe myself and also to give a not-so-subtle hint to Mommy and Daddy that I’m hungry. But nowadays, more than sucking on it, I kind of gnaw on it. And it is not only when I
When I on my play mat, I’m am usually doing one of two things: staring at myself in the mirror or moving my arms and legs. When I say “moving my arms and legs” I don’t mean an arm raise here and casual kick there. I mean that I am constantly moving my arms and
Whoopsie. I was in a pretty comfortable position and slid off. Oh well. This is pretty comfy too. Hmmm. Maybe I’ll just stay here for a while.
I was waking from my nap, still a bit groggy, and realized that I was really hungry. So, naturally, I started foraging for food. That’s when I heard Daddy’s voice say, “Wrong breast, buddy.” Oops! Wrong parent.
You’ve seen how active I am on my mat. Most of the time I am quite hyper while exercising on my mat. But that is not always the case. Sometimes I take it easy. I have an almost lazy exercise session.
We went to the park today. It was the first time I was there with Mommy. We were doing research on all the things we can do and play when I get bigger. I can’t wait! I just think that the park is a bit too sunny for me right now. But someday I’m going
I was in the middle of changing my clothes to go out and I was put down on my mat. It is a completely different experience. Not only could I feel the different fabrics on my back, but I felt a lot cooler. The humidity of summer is getting to me. Wearing nothing but diapers
Like I mentioned earlier, I just can’t get enough of myself. I just stare at myself in the mirror on my play mat. Daddy tried to video my point of view, but couldn’t quite capture it. But you get the idea.
I’m just checking the other things besides the mirror on my play mat. I even had some modified tummy time on my play mat.
We had a visit from a city employed midwife today. They visit all newborns’ households on their 50th day since birth to see how they are doing and to answer questions and give advice to the new parents. As a first impression, the midwife was very surprised by my size. I think she subtly double
I’m really digging my new play mat. It is quite entertaining. I haven’t quite mastered grabbing on to things and feeling the different textures and materials. But I have mastered staring at my handsome face in the mirror. At times that is all I do. I can’t get enough of myself. Overall, the play mat
Riding in the car is usually very comfortable for me and I am lulled to sleep by the vibrations of the car. But sometimes I am not in a good mood and have to endure the car ride until we get to our destination because there is no way for Mommy or Daddy to pick
I ran out of things to do. I slept, I cried, I nursed, I peed, I pooped, I hiccuped, I smiled, I stared off into the distance, and I flailed my arms and legs. What else is there to do for a baby? Bored.
I have been smiling a lot more lately. Sometimes it is very random and I smile when Mommy or Daddy talks to me. Sometimes I just smile for no reason. But I have figured this camera thing out and realize that I’m supposed to smile when it is pointed at me, (which, let’s be honest,
Now this is nice. I’m not to fond of my crib sometimes, but I love my Daddy bed. So comfy and warm. It even comes with its own soothing white noise rhythm machine. The top of my Daddy bed is a bit prickly, but other than that, this is so comfortable.
I mentioned before that when I fall asleep on someone, there is little for them to do. They are often forced to reach for the TV remote control with their feet. But sometimes a PlayStation4 controller is at hand. This makes babysitting a sleeping baby a lot more interesting. FYI: Apparently Daddy played better than