BG is 3 months and 3 weeks old.
Yesterday, BG, DH and I spent the day playing on the living room floor. I put a blanket down to do roly poly ollie. The next thing you know, all the couch pillows were on the floor. We played with her toys, we ‘sat up’ and went through the alphabet, we breastfed on the floor.
It reminded me of afternoon playtime with my brother. When we were kids, my brother and I would take the couch pillows, blankets and what not and spend the afternoon on the floor together. I’m not sure what it is about being on the floor but there was this comforting feeling. I suppose it’s the vast space and endless possibilities that a floor filled with toys and pillows can bring.
BG is getting longer. She just fits into the changing table attached to the pack and play. She's also becoming more mature. She wakes up in the morning without crying. She contently will stare at her mobile or look around until we come by and start our day with a 'good morning' hug. She still cries herself awake during her afternoon nap but her early morning and morning naps start off with inquisition versus confusion.
DH reminisced last night. He came back from placing her in the crib for her nap and exclaimed it's so much better than it was the first few weeks when it took an hour or more to get her to sleep in the crib.
She certainly amazes us and everyday she grows a little more. We're so infatuated with her; we've become those parents that beam and annoy anyone who politely asks us how our daughter is.