Spring is Here!!!

...and it's a beautiful thing. Alyssa is experiencing her first heat wave, so we're busting out the cute summer dresses and she's loving it. We got our first picture of her smiling - she's been smiling for a month or so now, but only at faces and not for the camera. It's hard to capture that. Her smile is infectious and makes the world a better place.

Hungry Baby

Alyssa is always hungry. And she's gaining weight like crazy - she's a little chunker. So we contemplated this problem, talked to more experienced parents, and we think we came up with a solution: cereal. We're adding it into her bottles at night to help her eat less and hold her over and it's working really well. She's eating about 2 ounces less from her cereal-laden bottles, and waiting to eat an hour or two longer between bottles. Success! Only problem is, now she's even more cranky because she's constipated. Is there ever any end to baby crankiness?!?!?!

Alyssa turned 3 months old on Friday. She's taken to talking to inanimate objects, like the smiling lion attached to her bouncer. She jabbers loudly and shamelessly, for hours every day. She's very entertaining. She's teething, so she's drooling all over everything. She even drooled on her leg today (don't ask me how she did that). We're keeping a bib on her most of the time, so she doesn't soak through her clothes and make herself cold. We haven't see any teeth coming up yet, but they must be, because the teething tablets work miracles. She smiles all the time and it melts your heart. We've done our best to get a picture of her smiling, but she only smiles for her lion and for other people's smiles, not for the camera. We'll get one, one of these days, I hope.

In short, life with a baby is a lot of work, but it's totally worth it.

So. Tired.

Mike and I miss sleeping. A lot. Alyssa's teething, and so she's super cranky and won't sleep anymore. Before this teething stuff, she would sleep 6 hours at a time. We loved that. Now, she's up every hour and will only take an ounce or two at most, if she eats at all. We take turns getting up, but it's still too much to handle sometimes. We're so dead by Friday we can't think straight. My students must have started thinking I've gone insane because of my mood swings. I'm gonna go take a cat nap. :/