Belén found her feet and boy are they cool. She likes to grab them and play with them. In her eyes, they are pretty darn cool and compete only with her hands as her favorite toys. The hands win because they are easier to put in her mouth, another favorite past-time. All of her favorite non-body parts toys are going straight to the mouth these days. She likes to eat the pages of the fabric book Patrick and Claudia brought from Germany, another favorite toy. I am pretty sure that every page has ample amounts of Belén saliva absorbed in its pages.
Belén continues to grow and mature. She had her four month doctors appointment and shots last Friday on her four month birthday. Everything went well and I stayed home with her that day since both grandmas were out of town and we didn’t want her at daycare right after her shots. We thought it would be better if we had someone watching her closely. She was totally fine, but I did feel better being there with her. Being productive while working from home with her was not easy and I learned that I cannot make a habit of it.
Belén is a happy girl. My favorite thing in the world is to make her laugh. Whether it is kissing her armpit or ear or tonight’s new one, mock eating her chin, she thinks it is absolutely hilarious and has the most infectious laugh. The first thing we do once we get home from work is lay on the bed and play with her and listen to her laugh. It is the the most superb way to end a work day! If you want to smile, check out this video. I do apologize in advance for the singing. Luckily she doesn’t mind.
I have noticed that since I have been back to work, when people see me for the first time, they always look at my stomach I guess to assess the size. Sort of like when guys check out chicks chests, but this includes women looking. When I notice people are looking, I almost want to ask, “so, what is your assessment?”
Last week I started to become concerned that I was not producing enough milk for Belén. She is now a four-ounces, every two or so hours girl now. That means that she could potentially drink 16-ounces while I am at work. I only pump one time during the day at work. Originally, I was getting nine ounces but it was down to seven last week. I began to worry that my breastfeeding days were numbered. I do also pump in the morning, usually four to six ounces and also after work, usually three to four ounces and even sometimes before bed since she goes to bed so early. So I have never really produced less than she is consuming but last week I was getting close. This week she is eating slightly less and I am catching up on my production so I am back to feeling confident about breastfeeding for a good long time. We will just have to take it week-by-week, I guess. We currently hope to feed her exclusively breast milk through six months and I would like to continue to breastfeed her along with feeding her solids after that, but again, we will see.
Boise is carpeted with orange and blue today for the first BSU football game. It is only the first game of the season and the city is already acting like it is the Rose Bowl. As I write this BSU is killing Oregon so at least the unflattering outfits by half the city weren’t for naught. I know, I am just jealous because Idaho’s football team continues to suck. One day they will be good again!
Yea for Labor Day. I cannot wait for a three-day weekend. We hope you enjoy yours!
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