Weight: 23.5 pounds (30%ile)
Length: 32.5 inches (90%ile)My, what a month we've had! First things first, you are now a full fledged walker! You're most stable on bare feet and hardwood floors, but you're getting better on grass and sand (even though you look like a drunken sailor). To add to this effect, you haven't quite realized the importance of looking where you're going and often trip over things (like KG). You were chasing a bird at the park one day and walked right off the edge of the sidewalk and fell into the sand. After this happened twice, you learned your lesson. Since then, there have been less falls and you're also getting faster. You're so confident with your skills that you now like to up the difficulty by putting on my glasses or placing a bucket on your head (have I mentioned that you're a little comedian).
After going through all of your pictures for last month's blog post, I decided that we couldn't wait any longer to get your haircut. Daddy called and made an appointment with Frank (the barber who cut his hair for the first time). He was also a good friend of your grandpa Hacker. On the morning of May 12 we drove out to Woodbury for this momentous occasion.
|Playing in the waiting room.|
For the next several days we had to do three nebulizer treatments per day, which required you to sit still for 15 minutes, while wearing a mask, and breathing in the medicine. It was a nightmare since you do not like to sit still!! We even tried distracting you with cartoons, but not even that worked... Luckily, at your follow-up, we were told to do it only as needed. Whew!
You got over your sickness pretty quickly, but I thought we were going to have to take another trip to the ER earlier this week. I was taking a shower while you were napping when I heard you start to stir. I quickly finished my shower and, about 5 minutes later, went in to get you. Much to my shock, there was blood all over you, your bed, and even on the floor! You were standing in your crib, perfectly calm, which almost made me more freaked out... I picked you up and tried to figure out where the blood was coming from. At first it kind-of looked like you had a bloody nose, but then I realized the blood was coming from your mouth. When I finally got you to open your mouth for me I saw that the little piece of tissue that attaches your upper lip to your gum was torn! Oddly enough, I did the same thing when I was a toddler (again you have inherited clumsy genes) so I figured it must be a somewhat common thing. It stopped bleeding pretty quickly and, after a little internet research, I learned that there's nothing they can do to fix it and that it's no big deal. Again, whew! Besides those incidences, we've had nothing but fun this month...
Because you were so sick our annual Mother's Day brunch was postponed one week. It was so nice to celebrate with everyone. You have some amazing grandmas and great-grandmas!
You've also been laughing more, but usually at your own antics. You continue to amaze us each and every day. I'll leave you with a little demonstration of a few of your tricks (try to ignore the weird noises coming from the crazy lady who's attempting to make you laugh)...