We have a four month old. She is most definitely no longer a newborn. She is adorable and full of smiles and likes to eat her hands. She still will not sleep longer than 2 hours at a time. But then, she recovered from her first cold just to come down with a second this weekend, so.
She also had her Four Month appointment on Monday, which means we’ve got stats!
– She weighs 12 pounds, 5oz which is the 12th percentile
– She’s 25 inches long, which is the 70th percentile
– And I don’t remember the exact measurement, but her head is smack dab in the middle at 56%.
So basically, she’s a string bean. Which explains how the 6mo clothes can be both too short and yet too loose. Oh, baby. Apparently my brother was also a string bean as a baby (and even now), so I’m not too worried, but it’s hard not to look at her dropping in the weight percentiles and not wonder if something is wrong. She looks healthy, she’s hitting her milestones, she’s wiggly and active, she’s eating – man, I hate weight. Will the number on a scale never cease to cause anxiety of one sort or another??
She rolled over again, twice, this week and her tummy time is becoming pretty rad. She’s reaching for more and more things and becoming pretty vicious about grabbing hair/clothes/boobs. She smiles more often now and almost always in response to a smile. Her smile is this big, open-mouthed grin too which is just ridiculously adorable. The daycare ladies say she’s pretty serious compared to the other kids, which just convinces me more that she must be an introvert because at home she’s such a ham. She’s bringing more and more things to her mouth – especially her hands – but otherwise no signs of teething.
But oh – the sleep. Oh dear god, the sleep. Like I said, she’s now on her second cold and we have had no progress with Sleep. I haven’t slept more than 2 hours at any stretch for almost a month now and the only way I’m surviving is by going to bed when she does and (apparently) being really good at falling back asleep almost right away. But it’s frustrating to essentially be in bed for 10 hours a night but only end up with a really fractured 6 or 7.
I’d started nursing her back to sleep each time she woke for her first cold, but now I think I’ve created a habit. 😦 I honestly don’t know what else to do. She’s obviously uncomfortable from coughing (we think she’s got a sore throat) and no amount of shushing, patting, holding, rocking helps her go back to sleep, but the boob? Instant conk out. We have a humidifier, we’ve given her infant tylenol (in case the throat hurts [and also after her shots this time because last time the tetanus made her leg sore]), we’ve tried irrigation and sucking out her snot, but it’s way up in her sinuses and/or in her throat.
I’m so, so tired and I don’t know what we’re going to do if she comes down with another cold right away. I don’t see any end to the 5-6 wake ups each night in sight. On the plus side, we side-car so at least soothing and feeding her requires minimal effort, but oof.
Still, I’m holding out hope that she’ll be better soon and we can work on sleep. Sleep. Sleeeeeeep…