I was a bit fussy again today. A little bit of cabin fever perhaps. It’s not good to be cooped up indoors all day. But it is also extremely hot outside in the sun. So the veranda is the perfect place for a nap since it is outside, provides cover from the harsh sun, and is quite breezy.
Sometimes when I sleep on Daddy’s chest I kind of look like a tree frog. I act like a tree frog too. I’m surprising sticky and I don’t slide off.
Do you see the resemblance?
I turned 2 months old today! Look how much I’ve grown! It is amazing how much difference a month can make! I have a feeling that I’m not done growing, so keep checking in to watch my progress.
Month by month growth:
I’ve been framed!
I have been playing more on my play mat and not just lying there staring at myself. I am very kicky. I end up kicking on of the supports that holds up the mirror. It is half on purpose and half by accident, but I would still call it playing.
I woke up in a pretty good mood, and so did Mommy. So we spent the morning just chatting and catching up. I filled her in on what I’ve been doing, eating, pooping, sleeping, etc.. She seemed very interested and happy to hear everything I had to say.
I really like being carried and rocked. That is usually how Mommy and Daddy calm me down and eventually lull me to sleep. Even if I’m not sleepy, I can usually take a deep breath and relax. It is great when I’m in a bad mood and fussing. Being carried and rocked usually leaves me very content.
But it is a completely different story if I there is a some reason for my discomfort. Say a wet diaper or hunger. If I’m hungry, there is very little Mommy and Daddy can do to calm me down besides feed me. Sometimes I get so desperate that I go rooting for milk wherever I can. If Daddy is carrying me, that means I try to find some part of him that produces milk. Unfortunately, he’s not built that way.
But once I’m fed, then the world is at peace once again.
It was a long rough day today. It seems that after I have a very good day, behaving myself like a good little boy, I often have a rough day of a lot of fussing. Mommy and Daddy understand that and took extra care to try and make this a relaxing day for me. That included and nice post-bath massage. Oooh, that’s nice!
Not every minute of every day is bright and happy. I have my sad moments too. I show off my powerful lungs and cry! Oh boy, do I cry. This was not a particularly special crying moment. This is just another time when I’m not happy. The nice thing is that it doesn’t last forever.
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My hair is getting longer and thicker, my eyebrows more pronounced, and it looks like my eyelashes are getting longer too.
I was such a good boy yesterday, that I think I overdid it. I have not been in a great mood today. Maybe I’m still tired or maybe I am still worked up form my time outside yesterday, but I did not wake up on the right side of the bed.
But as it is with most bad moods and rough mornings, it is nothing that a good nap can’t fix. I mean a REALLY good nap. A very deep sleep.
As you can see, this nap made an impression!
I woke up in a much better mood. So good that I enjoyed a nice chat with Daddy when I woke up.
That was one busy day. I just need to lay back and unwind a bit. I was on my best behavior. Mommy and Daddy are so proud of me. Again, I put my best foot forward when necessary. Now I can just chill.
I’m so happy that I got to meet Obaasan today! She was very happy to see me and to hold me for the first time. She said that I was big and looked very healthy. I think she looked very healthy today. She was in the hospital for a few months but was able to walk out on her own two feet today, three if you count her cane. I have a feeling that I was a bit of a positive motivating force during her time in the hospital. It sounds like she had been very eager to see me. I feel the same way!
It’s nice to meet you, Obaasan!
It was such a hot day that I had to take off a layer of clothes to cool off. It’s okay, we’re all family. Ahhh, now that’s much better.
It looks like all my tummy time exercise has been paying off. I can hold my head up easier and longer now. Which is great, because there is so much more to see with my head up. I think I’m going to enjoy this!
I’m back from the American Consulate. Everything went smoothly, so I should be getting my passport in a few weeks.
It was my first trip on the subway and I was fine. Actually, I was sleeping so I don’t remember anything about the subway. I only remember being comfortable in my baby carrier. I was awake a little bit at the consulate. I was a very good boy and did not fuss at all. But it was a hot day and I am pooped. I have to rest up because in a few hours we’re heading out to see Obaasan and I plan to be on my best behavior.
I have a big day ahead of me today. I am going to the American Consulate to have my birth reported and apply for my passport. I also am going to meet my Obaasan for the first time. She is being released from the hospital today and I’m going to see her. I am very excited for this big day ahead of me.
As I mentioned before, I’ve been chewing on my fist a lot more lately. According to some articles from parenting and baby websites, it seems that I am right on schedule. It is a normal thing that babies my age do.
The problem is that now when I do this, it is harder for Mommy and Daddy to figure out if I am hungry or just simply chewing on my fist.
I got too big for my baby bath so now Mommy is bathing me in the regular bath tub. Since I’m in the tub with her, I am much lighter and easier for her to hold me and also the water doesn’t cool down as fast so I don’t get fussy. Now baths are a nice relaxing time for me. I come out of the bath clean and happy!
I heard that babies are very flexible, and as a baby I can attest to that fact. I am very flexible. But I didn’t think I was this flexible. I’m practically a contortionist.
Recently I enjoy leaning sideways when Mommy or Daddy carry me. It is comfortable for me, but the strange weight distribution makes it hard on Mommy and Daddy’s arms.
I wish that I could say that every day I am a perfect angel in a great mood all the time. But unfortunately, that is not how life works. I have good days and bad days. I also have good times and bad times during the same day. It’s hard to say what makes the difference. I’m still a newborn and there are a lot of things that I still don’t understand about myself and the world.
These mood swings can be quite extreme.
