Nora hit four months of age yesterday, and got to have her four-month doctor’s appointment to prove her efforts thus far–and we know what that means: shots. My wife had to witness what may be among the worst duties as a parent: watching your baby get stuck with needles.
Anyway, time to update the stats:
Height: 25.5 inches (2.25 inch growth over the past two months; 90th percentile)
Weight: 12 lbs. 9 oz. (Just under 2 pounds gained; 25th percentile)
So she’s healthy, very tall, and pretty thin (something most women aspire to, right?).
This past month has been all about discovering her hands. As I wrote a few days ago, Nora has discovered her hands and is learning how to use them. She’s picking things up (like toys) at will… and naturally bringing them right to her mouth. She’s also reaching for things, which is a new development.
It’s truly fascinating to watch firsthand how her mind is putting the pieces together. Again, everything we take for granted is all new for her. Amazing stuff.
The first laughs
Nora laughed for the first time this month… on purpose. And my wife and I have been trying to duplicate whatever it is we did to get her to laugh to continue the fun. And of course, we can’t duplicate it. It’s never the same action twice.
Doesn’t matter though. We’ll do anything to get her to laugh. It’s the greatest thing ever at this stage.
Now if we could just get her to sleep through the night (or even get close to it), we’d be the happiest ever.