It HAS to be this weekend...which means it won't

Morgan HAS to roll over this weekend. I mean really. Tonight Adam and I watched her teeter totter on her side multiple times while she was watching me...and then she'd go onto her back again. She's going to go back to belly first. She doesn't get it much the other way yet.

Holy Eat-a-potomus. Morgan has been taking cereal each night with some confusion with working oral-motor structures, some boughts with fussiness, some decent eating...and then there was tonight. I tried a different baby spoon that has more of a cup-shape to it than the other ones I'd been using and it was either the spoon or the fact that I had been starving her for days - oh wait, that's how she was acting, not reality - but Morgan proceeded to wolf down an ounce of formula mixed with just over a TBS of cereal, then eat an ounce of formula, and then when she looked like she was still hungry, I had Adam make another ounce of formula with slightly less cereal. Which she wolfed down again. I cut her off at that point b/c who knows what eating that much for the first time will do to a child. But woo hoo! Perhaps we're really on to something here. Even still, sticking with cereal for a while before trying anything else.

Morgan has just been in the best mood the past few days. It's made it really fun to be around her (obviously) and made life a bit easier in general.

Crying it out - we let Morgan really do this for the second time ever the other night b/c she had eaten, I bounced her on the ball for a good 10 minutes and she was still wide awake and looking at me. I put her in her crib with her nuk, which she spit out 3x so I went to lie down in bed and see what happened. Adam and I laid there and listened to her fuss a little bit and then when she started really crying we counted about 7 minutes before I went back up to see if I could get her to calm a bit. Listening to her crying like that was not the most fun I've ever had but we really want her to learn how to sleep and calm herself on her own. So I went upstairs, put her nuk back in her mouth (all while she's still in bed), wiped her tears off, watched her watch me for a bit, and then headed back downstairs...and within 5 minutes she was sound asleep. I hope it always goes that easy...but realize it won't. Still - we've had a few times this week where Morgan has put herself back to sleep - not always by crying, just being awake and going to sleep - and it makes us feel good that she's learning and being a "big girl" on her own.

My frozen stash of breastmilk no longer exists at the sitter's. I have about 15 oz here at home that I'm not quite willing to part with yet "just in case" but I could and likely should. But not yet. Today was the first day that Morgan took formula at daycare. I was fully convinced that she would be having this "first formula" at daycare so we started introducing it that first week of January. I made it almost 2 months longer than I thought I was going to in terms of sending only breastmilk to daycare. I'd consider that quite the accomplishment. Thank you...thank you. ::bows:: Still going strong on pumping and nursing whenever I can. I used to reliably get 10 oz of milk at work each day. This week I was lucky to get 8oz the whole week. Sigh. Still going strong, like I said. :)

Morgan's friend, Campbell, turned 1 yesterday. It's hard to believe the past year has gone that fast already. I'm sure Morgan's first birthday will come quickly...For now, I'm going to love and enjoy our little 4 month old wonder. :) Happy weekend!