3 months

Wait ... wait ... wait ... you're posting 3 months after posting 4 months? Kimberly are you crazy? No ... just extremely behind! I found this post that I started typing at work and e-mailed to myself at home to post. This just tells you how far behind in e-mails I am!

So one of my many resourceful December mamas just “showed” us her print out of her blog. It looks amazing! And now I’m more motivated to write more on our blog. This could possibly be the only baby book that Shane will ever have because I’m just not good about keeping up with Baby books. I even bought just a First Year one this time around hoping that I’d be more diligent about keeping up … nope.

3 months. Can you believe it? Shane is 3 months old already! It makes me sad and happy all at the same time. Happy because he’s doing so well – sad because this is the last time I’ll probably ever get to experience the baby stages again (unless of course I discover that I have a rich relative somewhere!).

We’re still trudging along with breastfeeding (even if mom’s a dunce and spills bottles every now and again). Thankfully he’s had only minimal nipple confusion – which is generally corrected rather quickly. And he’s only rejected me one day. Shane generally nurses once before going to daycare, eats about 16-20 oz at daycare and then nurses several times again before bed. He certainly loves his food source and still gets excited when he sees it. = )

Shane is wearing size 2 diapers and 6 month clothing. While he can still fit into his 3 month clothing, some of them are to short – yet some of his 6 month clothing is to big. He’s just like mama … never fits perfectly into one size! I have a newborn diaper in my pump bag that I take out every once in a while just to remember how little his tush use to be.
Shane has decided he really REALLY loves to sit up. If you lay him down he gets a little upset with you. Prop him up on a pillow and he’s trying in earnest to pull himself up. I can only imagine that he’ll be doing it all on his own soon. Last night I was trying to figure out how long he could stay up without falling over … LOL … it wasn’t very long but he sure was happy trying. I bought him a Bumbo seat about a month ago and he didn’t seem to like it then but will tolerate it now. Last night daddy was able to wash dishes while mom was gone because he put Shane in his Bumbo. Yeah … freedom!

Shane still HATES tummy time at home. The gals at daycare assure me that he likes it and that they are getting tummy time in during the day. I certainly hope so because he’s not getting much at home. If I lay him on the pillow on my lap he’ll tolerate it for a few minutes but then immediately bursts into tears. Sunday we had pictures taken and the photo shoot was cut short after the photographer tried to get pictures of him on his tummy. This, of course, means he hasn’t figured out how to roll over yet. I’m placing money on the fact that he’ll roll from back to tummy first.

What else. Laughing. We get lots and lots of silent laughs but we’ve only gotten out loud laughs once on March 10. It was one night after work and I was sitting on the couch with him facing me. I was talking to him in funny voices and he just burst out laughing. We were able to get him to do it several more times that night but not since. I can’t wait for the day when I can make him laugh without even touching him!

Big bubby Brendan continues to be a big help with his little brother. He likes to pick out Shane’s outfit for the day and get him dressed in the mornings. One Saturday morning I woke up to find the two of them sitting on the couch watching cartoons. I reminded him that the day would come when he wouldn’t want to be woken up so darn early to watch cartoons! He just rolled his eyes and said he’d just lock his door (which I’m sure he probably will).