Four Months

At four months, Ike enjoys tummy time. He loves his hands, and he now understands that they are his very own hands. On Saturday he grabbed a toy that dangles from his carseat handle and pulled it to his mouth. He also purposefully grabbed my hair on Saturday; it's the happiest I've ever been upon having my hair pulled.

He giggles occasionally and smiles a ton. Like I reported last month, he loves tummy time, and he loves to stand with our assistance. When he lies on his back, he kicks his legs and flails his arms in a very excited and adorable way.

Everyone at work adores him, but they are now seeing less of him as I'm working from home about three days per week. He's finally hit a point where he just doesn't nap well under my desk, so on the days that I do go in to work, I'll be leaving him with somebody else.

When Ike wakes up and I go get him from a nap, he has the happiest expression. It makes me glad that he's decided to wake up. He naps really well at home, but his nighttime sleep is not really anything to shout about from the rooftops. He still sleeps like a newborn; that is, most of the time he is only awake for about an hour before he's sleepy and ready to be swaddled and put down. I'm loving this time of high productivity, and I know I'm in for a rude awakening when he stays awake for longer periods of time.

Some time in the last month I gave up on my dairy-free lifestyle. Ike commenced spitting up more than usual, and I commenced cleaning it up more happily because I was finally not starving anymore.

I take lots of pictures of Ike on my cell phone and then send them to Eric. When he is having a rough day he'll send me a text specifically stating that he needs a picture of Ike to cheer him up.