FOUR MONTHS OLD

Sorry no pictures to add today. I just didn't have time while I was at work -- perhaps tomorrow. Emma is 4 months old today. I really can't believe it. Even just 2 days ago when people would ask her age I would respond, "she'll be four months old in ___ days." Jon jumped all over me for that, telling me I should just go ahead and say she's four months. I've resisted that because I don't really WANT her to be this old already! It's going too fast. Although I must admit it's fun and exciting to watch her becoming more aware of the world around her, discovering new things every day.

The weather was great yesterday so Em and I took a long walk -- to Handel's Ice Cream and back (about 1/2 hour in each direction). I would have felt a greater sense of accomplishement -- that I'd done something great for myself in getting all that exercise -- were it not for the decadent Buckeye ice cream cone I ate. I can only hope that the first half of the walk ramped up my metabolism and that the second half motored through the calories at a monsterous rate. Emma slept part of the way, but woke at the ice cream stand and watched me the entire time I ate. Em stayed covered the whole journey, but mom got a little pink on the arms.

Our Peach had a meltdown this evening and we have no idea what caused it. Really, it started before I even picked her up from the daycare. She experienced a brief reprieve in the car for the 2 minutes home, but kicked off at a new high before I could even get her out of the carseat. The thing that finally quieted her was nursing, yet she had eaten only an hour and a half before. Not sure if she might be hitting another growth spurt, or if nursing just gave her a sense of security she needed to calm down. Her poor little body kept shuddering for a long time after, trying to recover. That pains me. Jon commented on what a helpless feeling it creates in us when she gets so hysterical for no apparent reason. So true and so hard.

It got up to 80 degrees today. If Em wakes up later this evening, I think we'll try to get out for a stroll, but I have a feeling she might be down for the count.