It's hard to believe that, as of today, Brielle is 4 months and 1 week old. Everyone told me time would fly once she arrived and they were right, seems like almost no time has passed. Yet at the same time I can look back and remember so many different things that have happened and that we have done with her so far, the little milestones that will mean more and more as time goes by.
Right now she's taking her after breakfast nap in her swing. Her head is turned slightly to her left, arms occasionally twitching as she dreams (about what I have no idea but would love to know) as the gentle motion of the swing soothes her. She looks incredibly peaceful and relaxed, just a wonder and joy to behold.
Looking at her I'm struck by the changes in her since she was born. Her personality comes through a little more every day- she is very happy, loves to smile and laugh and spreads joy wherever she goes. She is very definitive on what she does and doesn't want too, making it clear when she wants formula versus cereal or fruit and vice versa. She is a great eater and there haven't been any fruits or veggies she hasn't liked so far. We think half the fun of solid food for her is when she takes her bib and "helps" us clean her own face, resulting in pretty solid coverage of whatever she's eating and laughs from Mommy and Daddy.
The changes in her body are amazing too. She was strong at birth and we can tell she's getting a little stronger every day. Reaching and grasping are much less of an accident and are now considered actions and she is getting better at getting what she wants on the first try. Her facial features are becoming more and more defined- she doesn't have the generic "baby" look but has much more the look of an infant. I realized this a week or so ago when I was holding her and she was standing up (with help, but not much) on me and, suddenly, it was as though I blinked and the change from baby to infant occurred. I just sat and stared at her in wonder and amazement at this seemingly instant transformation, realizing that my baby was growing up.
She has definitely found her voice and she gave Viv a wonderful Mother's Day gift- she found her laugh the day before Mother's Day. She wakes up by talking to anything around her rather than screaming, for which we are grateful, and loves talking to her toys, puppies and Mommy and Daddy. She does laugh more for Viv than for me, and her nickname at school is Smiles. We are very fortunate to have such a happy, social child, recognize this and appreciate it every day. Though she smiles for most people there is a special smile she seems to reserve for Mommy and Daddy that warms our hearts from the bottom up.
As she is beginning to stir I'll close this off as a quick post...
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