Friday, January 23, 2009
4 months: Devon (January)
Devon is nearly 4 months old as we head into 2009. He even stayed up past midnight with us to ring in the new year only to fall asleep at 12:03. I stayed up until 2:00, but I was experiencing early stages of a cold and could not stay up another minute. Devon must have known that I needed sleep because he slept for 8 straight hours in my arms. It was amazing! On New Year's day we spent a few hours at my Mom's house where we had homemade scones, played Bunko, and rocked out to Guitar Hero.
I was sick for the next few days which means that the baby got sick too. I got better and a week later Joe got THE WORST flu. Which also meant that the baby got sick again. I took Devon to the doctor and it turns out that he has a respiratory infection. There isn't any medicine that we can give him. All we can do is wait for it to go away. He is usually such a pleasant baby and only cries when something is really wrong (ie: hungry, needs a diaper, tired), but now that he has a hard time breathing which makes eating and getting quality sleep a challenge so he cries a lot these days. I went over to Jane's house yesterday and her husband, Brian, came out of his room to see who was over because he didn't recognize the cry since Devon so rarely cries at all. It is sad to know that he isn't feeling good and that there's nothing you can do to help. He seems to be getting better every day, but we'll see how long it lasts.
In the last month he has really started to look like a "kid" and less like a baby. It's almost as if you can tell what he will look like when he is 3. He has really gotten the hang of cooing and it is just about the favorite part of my day. The sounds he makes are so funny and "classic" baby sounding he should be in a movie for them. But the best thing he has learned in the last month is .... giggling. Oh. My. God. It is HILARIOUS. He has only done it a hand full of times, but it so funny. I was holding him and making dorky faces into a mirror when he did it for the first time I had tears running down my face I was laughing so hard. I was really glad that Joe was there for it because Dads seem to miss a lot of "firsts" since they are usually at work. Speaking of which, I went to a Yoga teacher appreciation dinner tonight and left Joe with the baby. When I came home he said," I don't know if this counts, but I think the kid rolled over." I went to the crib and his head and chest were to the side, but his hips and belly were face down on the crib! I don't know if that counts .... since no one got to actually watch it happen .... lets say it doesn't.
UPDATE: So about an hour later that night he TOTALLY rolled over. I was standing next to the crib watching him play and kick and I had a feeling he was going to do it again. I called Joe in and sure enough .... he rolled over right before our eyes. It was so cool! Once again it was great to experience that with the both of us being there when it happened for the first time. Video coming soon!