Friday, October 31, 2014

My third month: smiles, coos, and transition

Amma really enjoyed this month. I became much more interactive. Mostly this is because I can smile (and like to smile), but also because I can coo (and goo and gaa). Appa likes this too, and even my anna Kavi likes to 'goo goo gaa gaa' with me.

I am much better at grabbing rings that are dangling above me. I like to grab them and swing them somewhat aggressively. Sometimes I also grab my shirt for the fun of it. And I can hold on quite well to a finger if offered. I keep getting stronger - holding up my head is pretty easy now.

Ayyamma left mid-month. I will miss her until she comes back in the late spring. But I do get to see her sometimes on the phone.

Amma tells me that I have more hair than my anna had at three months. I weigh a little less than he did, but pretty close. At the end of my third month, I reached 12 lbs.

Amma and Appa took me hiking in the mountains in the snow! I got to wear this pretty darn cute snowsuit that looks like a bear (the polar kind). Mostly I just slept on Amma's front, but she says I kept her nice and warm.

Being October, we went as a family to a few pumpkin patches. And I was a ladybug for Halloween, which of course was quite cute. I suspect that future Halloweens might be more fun when I can walk around. 

We had different gatherings of friends and family and I continued to meet new people. Like the gathering of ladies in the family down in Lakewood, or friends who have moved out of town, or a big group of Appa's friends from his youth who were able to meet up in the mountains of Colorado.

On one beautiful fall day Amma and I met up with her good friends and one little friend for me (G) down in Denver where we saw some stunning sculptures of glass. Amma says it was an artist named Chihuly.

At the end of the month I started at day care since Amma went back to work. This was a pretty big transition. I like Justine and Noeme who look after me. Luckily it is close to Amma's work so she comes sometimes at lunchtime to nurse. Though the first week was pretty rough! I really didn't like my bottle and refused it, so Amma would get a call at lunch to come over so I could nurse. This kept happening. After trying a whole bunch of different bottles, we figured out that I actually just have picky tastes. You see, there is this enzyme that breaks down fat in milk over time and makes it taste different, so if milk is a few hours old then I am okay with drinking it, but if a day that is too long. Luckily (through a combination of another mother at the day care center having this issue, Justine mentioning it to Amma, and Amma trying out the fix), I now get milk that I like! [note from Amma: this website explains well the process of inactivating the lipase via scalding the milk] So now we have all settled into our new routines and life is good.

Thank you God for this month, for middle-of-the-night feeding sessions, and for the joy that can be exchanged with a smile.