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We tried baby girl in the backpack. She likes it, but her head is still a bit too wobbly for any treks in the woods. We're guessing another couple of weeks at most. It will be a relief - the Bjorn is not comfortable for more than about a mile!Why is it not comfortable? Because our daughter is a giantess! 15lbs. at 4 months, and 27 inches. Off the charts in length, but "a nice, lean, breastfed baby - very healthy". And heavy.We're especially proud of our latest art project...
We plan to add more colors, and to do a run going up a wall and across the ceiling. Not sure how the logistics of that will work, since it's a wiggly process that requires the full attention of 2 people, and the more-or-less cooperation of a small 3rd person. Still, it's entertaining.
By the way - this is in Baby Girl's room. I think we'll have to do some in our room as well, since she will undoubtedly want to paint over them or wash them off some day. Her mother, on the other hand, is going to want to treasure them forever, and will occasionally look at them and get all teary-eyed when Baby Girl is a rebellious, difficult teenager.
Just over a year ago, I found out I was pregnant. What a great birthday present. This year for my birthday, Baby Girl giggled as I was putting her to bed and tickling her with my ponytail. Life is pretty darn good.
Her latest trick is FEET. She loves, loves, loves her feet. When she half-wakes up in the middle of the night to eat, I look over and see her grabbing her feet, eyes closed. She did manage to get toes into her mouth this afternoon. Cute attack!
Someone small is in full control of her smiles & giggles these days.

Someone small fell asleep at 8:50 last night, and didn't wake up until 5. I was very confused when I woke up - did I feed her in the night? Did I put her back in the co-sleeper? I don't remember putting her back after feeding her...oh, wait...that's because she didn't eat during the night....??Although we can complain about spitting up and other things, we cannot complain about her nighttime sleeping. She's a champ.She is not, however, a champ about taking a bottle from her dad during the day while I'm working. Sigh. One thing at a time.

It's hard to believe that she's 12 weeks old already...it doesn't seem fair that Mother's Day is the day before I go back to work. I'm not ready! However, we did have a sweet day, that ended with a hike. I am so blessed to be the mother of this child - she brings more richness and joy to life than I ever could have imagined!
What better way to spend a warm, sunny, spring afternoon then snuggling with Dad out on the lawn...