Sib month by month

Three Months

Ah, the three month mark and everything is golden.  We have hastily exited the fourth trimester as they call it and I have noticed a very big difference in our girl this month alone. About halfway through, she began acting a lot less newborn.  She doesn’t need to be held when awake, she occasionally puts herself to sleep if desperate enough, and she’s got herself on a pretty good wake, eat, play, sleep, schedule.

Speaking of sleep, can I get a hallelujah for another good sleeper?  She takes cat naps as if on cue, about an hour after waking up from the last one.  In the afternoon, she takes the longest nap, and I usually wake her up at the three hour mark.  Then at night, I often cluster feed her, with the last feeding around 8pm and on good nights, she’ll wake up only once to eat.  On great nights, she will sleep till about 6 or 7am (without eating again)!!! (however, two or more feedings = terrible nights)

Her neck and ab muscles have gotten a lot stronger.  She is swinging her legs over occasionally as if she is gearing up to roll over (back to belly).  Her head pretty well stays up without bobbling around and when on her belly, she can do a pretty mean cobra pose.

She loves to be talked to and will reward you with happy eyes and a gummy smile.  She tries to “talk” to us a lot with her rumbly, throaty, noises and semi-giggles.  We’ve gotten a lot of good laughs out of her this month, especially if we try when she’s recently had a full belly.  It doesn’t take much tickling to get these laughs but she will even give them to us if we make funny faces and noises at her.

A good portion of her awake time is spent on her back, making air snow angels and watching what’s going on around her.

I  feel towards her like I do my other two.  She has solidly become a part of our family over the past three months, no longer a stranger and suddenly very tangible.

Three months also means:

-wearing 6-9 month jammies (long AND big…14lbs, 23.75″!)

-really, really fluffy thighs

-rolls that have to be pried apart to clean

-more aware of noises when asleep, but still a good sleeper

-still not a burden to carry around (due to weight)

-starting to scoot on her back because her feet are finding contact with the floor

-very, very smiley

Despite this golden start, our lives have been pretty tumultuous starting with her birth and not really slowing down since.  Our lives were on pause just waiting for labor to begin…then we went from induction, to travel/interviews (both in IN and TN), Sibby’s sickness, putting the schoolhouse on the market, vacation, N starting his new job, showings, looking at houses in TN and then buying one, getting MG off to kindergarten, to packing and gearing up for a move.  Either we are crazy or we will be by the end of all of this 🙂

But my sweet Sibby, she has been my constant source of joy throughout it all.  I sometimes questioned God’s timing of bringing her into our lives when He knew how busy things were going to get, but I get it now.  Like I said in the story of her sickness, God proved himself faithful and merciful and whenever I begin to doubt, she is a very fresh and real reminder of that.

Sweet Sib, you have been my sunshine on bright days and also when clouds are very gray.  God knew exactly what He was doing when and how He brought you into our family.  I can’t get enough of your sweet smiles and warm temperament.  God has already used your life at such a young age and I know He has more big plans in store for you. 

With all my love,



Sweet Sibs, Month 2

Another month gone at the speed of light


This month has brought out lots of personality from Miss Sibs, smiling, giggling, and frowning (when frightened)

She is easier than ever, now that we’ve figured out a good rhythm of eating about every three hours; the first hour of that being awake and then the last two sleeping.  She’s given me some wonderful stretches of sleep at night, although it’s not consistent from night to night, I’ll take it!  (God must have known I would need an easy baby right now)


To be put to sleep, she does not prefer to be rocked (like Bea did), but will accept it if you force it on her (i.e Me when I’m feeling nostalgic about the fleeting nature of babyhood).

She’s all the things you could want in a baby: a good traveler, good eater, good companion, good sleeper, and she’s pretty cute too ;).  I think we’ll keep her.

MG, as we have always known as the baby whisperer, is truly in her element at age 5.5 with a 2 month old.  She knows how to calm her down, inserts paci as needed, and volunteers to watch her for me while I shower or make dinner.  What will I ever do when she goes to kindergarten?


As far as looks, I can see a lot of similarities to both girls, still.  It just depends on the day and the look.  It’s fun to see some of each as Bea looked nothing like MG to me, so this is the first time I’ve been able to compare them.


I can’t help but feel she is getting a little gypped right now, given our current circumstances.  I am often harried and frazzled trying to manage the needs of three and N gets to spend so little time with her.  I feel sad that I don’t get to sit and enjoy her more, but thankfully this season is almost over.  It’s also possibly a blessing as I also don’t have time to mourn what we are losing.  Survival mode is rough but it does force you to block out almost everything negative.

Sibby, you are the perfect addition to our family.  I prayed a lot about this before you came; that you would develop a deep relationship with your sister and that your personality would add spark to our family.  I can already see how God is answering those and more.  

Sweet Sibs, Month One

Sweet Sibs is now one month old (plus a few, but let’s not count our chickens right now).



She is a frequent and efficient eater, evidenced by the more than two pounds she has already gained over her birthweight.  I feel that as my third, she has gotten the best version of me and I wonder how much of a happier baby MG would have been had I just thrown the scheduled feedings out the window and watched her cues instead (Bea was somewhere in the middle of these two, per usual).


This month has not been without our share of challenges, however, as we spent five days in the hospital treating a suspected blood infection.  During that time, I thought I lost my sweet, easy going baby as she was constantly agitated when awake and would not sleep anywhere but my arms.  She also grew to hate the pacifier as it was constantly forced in her mouth while they poked her with needles and thermometers.  Previously her pacifier satisfied her constant desire to suck….so you can put two and two together why she gained so much weight so quickly.

However, the first night back at home she slept a few hours in her own bed and was noticeably happier.  Just a few days later and we had our sweet girl back; whom I’m happy to report, has reestablished her appreciation of the paci.


We can’t quite agree on who she looks like.  I’ve decided it’s a mixture between both MG and Bea as babies.  I don’t see a strong resemblance to either N or I’s baby photos but if I had to choose one, I would say mine.  MG and Bea did not look very much alike as babies, so I like that Sibby seems to be the missing link between them.  She also has her own look though too; but shares her blue eyes and outie belly button with her sisters.


She does not like baths or sleeping flat on her back.  Her skin is deliciously soft and her wrists and ankles are already forming deep rolls, a tribute to her eating ability.  Her hair is blondish-brown, with maybe a hint of copper at times and in the right light.  Her skin changes daily and seems very susceptible to heat rash and sweat.  She’s become less of a bag of bones when you pick her up and more meaty.  Her head still bobbles around on its turtle neck, but it does stretch out and try to look around occasionally when you pick her up.

Her smile is easily coaxed out and if you’re lucky, it comes with some throaty coos that almost sound like a precursor to a laugh.  She has the most Heavenly smell, a mixture of milk, Mustela, and her own sweet baby perfume.

Other than the hard five days of the hospital, this month was a dream.  N was around pretty much since her birth as his work wrapped up in the days preceding and his schoolwork wrapped up just after.  The older girls adjusted well to her presence as they had a lot of people to assist their needs (both N and myself, plus my mom for the first week). And their relationship as sisters continued on without any noticeable disruption by baby.  In that way, she has been the easiest baby we have brought home.

My church spoiled us with meals that kept us fed for nearly the first six weeks.  Because of that, and all the help I had, plus the adrenaline that finds me after birth, I was so relaxed and felt well-adjusted fairly quickly into this transition.  It was, in fact, a very sweet time we had before everything shifted.

We love you so much, Sibby.  It’s hard to imagine there was a life before you.  XO


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