She:

>Is such a chunker. I haven’t weighed her recently, but I think she must be close to her fattest point. She drinks as much breastmilk as ever, plus baby food twice a day.

>Hasn’t crawled yet, but I can no longer consider her “immobile.” She covers a lot of ground on the floor by pushing up, rocking, and pivoting!

>Is easy to make smile, and lately has been laughing more. Over the weekend I laughed with her for probably thirty seconds straight, and it was pretty much the best thing ever.

>Still goes to bed easily and sleeps well. Every night I nurse her to sleep in the dark and lay her down in the crib. Then when I’m ready for bed David picks her up, puts his hand on the back of her head, and brings her in to me.

>Clearly recognizes people she knows – especially me and David, but also her grandparents. She looks us in the eye and smiles.

>Loves to stick her tongue out and blow raspberries. Sometimes she blows them on me. One day she’s going to give me a baby hickey.

>Will pull out any bow or clip that I try to put in her hair within minutes, and immediately put it in her mouth. She has even learned how to take out her ponytails, so I have to send her to daycare with crazy, untamed hair now.

I:

>Am still really struggling with the no coffee thing. I’m to the point where I no longer have a perpetual headache, but overall I’m less energetic and happy than I was before. Basically, I think I’m a better person with coffee, and I will be drinking it again for sure after Lent is over.

>Have had some random emotional moments over the past month. Sometimes I even cry again when dropping Meredith off at daycare. Probably it’s the no coffee thing. (I’m blaming everything on that right now.)

>Am starting to feel really guilty about the fact that I never cook. It’s sad that I can’t remember the last time I did. I mean, Meredith won’t be eating baby food forever; at some point I’m going to have to provide regular nutrients for her that don’t come from a breast, and I’m really stressed out about it.

>Am in denial about babyproofing. I won’t do it until I have to. Until then, I think I’ll just watch her and move stuff out of the way.

>Got my hair cut a week ago – just a trim and some long sideswept bangs – and I’m already ready for a bigger change. I’m going to chop it off, I just need to pick a style.

>Decided to put the money I’ve been saving each month for a computer toward clothes and home decor instead. I realized that my personal style is sorely lacking since I wear scrubs all the time, and our house is barely even half finished. I need it to be my happy place.

>Really wish I could work part-time. But I can’t. So I try not to think about it. I just want more time with this little girl:

Tumbles happen when you’re learning to crawl.

The video below is a great example of what Meredith is like right now. She makes me so, so happy.

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