BG is 2 months, 2 weeks old.
Could you imagine when you poop it sounded like it does when an infant poops? Holy moly, my BG just let out the loudest, wettest sounding poop. It was so loud, it startled both of us. She pulled off my breast just long enough to catch her breathe and then resumed her meal. I on the other hand laughed for about 5 minutes. Could you imagine if our poop startled us?
Anyway, today BG is 10 weeks old. As DH and I said to her this afternoon on our way home from a walk around the neighborhood, we went through a small list of accomplishments for BG:
She lifts her head up for long periods of time, especially when she’s on Dad’s shoulders.
She is more alert.
She tracks items.
She coos.
She drinks 4 ounces of breastmilk on average during every meal.
She can sit quietly in her bouncer, swing or activity mat for 10-15 minutes playing or staring and learning.
She holds onto her giraffe.
She discovered her hands and enjoys sucking on them.
She just started learning to put her hands together in a prayer position. It’s very cute looking.
She sleeps on her back.
She smiles.
I’m so proud of her.
