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Monday, May 01, 2006

Four months old!

I can't believe that Baby Girl is already 4 months old. Technically she was 16 weeks last week, but tomorrow will be "4 months" since her birth.

I was checking her development against "the books" and was worried about her not using her hands much. And, I swear, the next day, at exactly 16 weeks, she started reaching out for toys, pushing herself up when she's on her stomach and doing all those things she was supposed to.

I guess she's already working on her comedy timing. And her mom torturing techniques. That should teach me not to compare her to what she's supposed to be doing.

In other news, her height is currently off the charts. She's grown six inches since birth, meaning she's growing at a rate of 1 1/2 inches a month. If this keeps up, she'll be 10 feet tall at age 12.

I can't wait to relive my teen years... How's the weather up there? You must play basketball. Wow, you're huge. Ugh.

Anyway, we learned this at her four month check up today at the pediatrician which meant more tears...from me.

Damn, I hate those immunizations! She was a real trooper this time though. She only cried for a couple of minutes. Much less than I did.

A friend told me that it gets easier to hear them cry and it doesn't affect you as much anymore.

I hope that's not true.

I think my heart should break a little every time she cries. When she falls and skins her knee, when someone says something mean to her, when she has her first unrequited crush on a boy. I should feel horrible and sad.

Of course, I'm not saying I'm going to cry. Nope. I'm going to pick her up, dust her off, tell her they don't know what they're talking about, let her know that she's too special not to find someone who loves her as much as she's worth.

But inside my heart will break for her. Because it should.

That's my job. I'm her mom.