dear snapper,
happy 4th month birthday!
this was the month of possibly unnecessary changes. first off, at your dr.’s appointment, he told us that we should stop swaddling you because it made things too easy. being easily impressionable parents, we agreed and suddenly you were back to waking up at 3am, much to everyone’s chagrin.
just when we had gotten everyone back on schedule, it was time to go to lost angels for xmas! hooray your first xmas! xmas means presents and fun and relatives and lots of good eatin’. of course, it also means going down to lost angels, where we stay at the palace and you’re sleeping in the pack & play in the same room as us. it also means lots of holiday parties where you try to sleep in weird bedrooms not far enough from all the hubub. all of which resulted in you going back to waking up in the middle of the night and needing lots of soothing to get back to sleep. which has the corollary of making your parents TIRED AND OLD. someday you’ll appreciate all of this. except i’m sure you won’t.
this month we also started having some nursing issues. while you’ve been a really good eater, suddenly you decided that you weren’t going to eat every three hours, but instead were just going to eat whenever you felt like it. which, sure, sounds fine, but how are we supposed to plan our day? as a result of this and other nefarious factors, this is the month you started getting a little formula every now and then. hopefully you won’t balloon out like those baseball players on HGH.
you also had your very first new year’s eve. which mean that grandma and grandpa watched you fuss through the new year while we suffered through interminable wait for a mediocre screening of tim burton’s sweeny todd. “jooooaaaaaannnnnaaaa i feeeeeeeel yooooooou…”
i think you got the better of that deal.
