As of 9/29/2021
Nick Names: Lulu, Sis-a-lee, Myrtle
Height: 20.5 inches (20th percentile)
Weight: 10 pounds, 9 ounces (80th percentile)
Head: 14.75 inches (24th percentile)
Special Outings: Touch-a-Truck, Smolak Farms
Visitors: Nicole, Grandma & Grandpa, Aunt Raina
Loves: Brothers, Naps
Hates: Baths, Diaper changes, Hiccups
A whole month. A month of cuddles and smelling your head, and staring into your eyes. It’s a different experience, knowing you’re my last baby. It makes every cuddle just a little more precious, and makes me wish to get through these rough days less. Actually, they’re really not that rough.
There’s definitely some benefits to being the third child. You definitely have more relaxed parents than your siblings had. E had nervous new parents and G had parents who were figuring out how to parent more than one child. You have parents who have been there, done that, and so not much makes us nervous, which means not much upsets you. You are the calmest baby we’ve had. The vacuum can be running, your siblings can be screaming, and you can be sleeping.
Sure, you can get angry, but it’s almost as if it’s just for show, as if you’re doing it because you think it’s what you should be doing. I mean, you are great at it. You can hold your breath for way longer than one would think possible, and you make your whole face go deep red - but compared to your brother’s breath holding spells where he turns blue and passes out? Not as scary. We’ve also been reassured by two different pediatricians that you won’t actually pass out. So instead of freaking out, we just wait until you’re done.
While we are still learning who you are, there are a few things we do know. You love having your head pet, and lying on your activity mat where you spend your time trying to hit your unicorn until it makes noise. You never cry when your older siblings love on you, no matter how many times they hold you, hug you, kiss (and sometimes lick) your face, or any other way they show love.
You sleep great as long as you’re lying on top of someone, you squeak when you’re hungry, and your hair is pretty epic, mohawk and all. And we’ve loved every moment of our first month as a family of five.
As a reminder, I’ll be posting baby F’s milestones and photos on her own pages just like I did with E and G
I can’t decide if the past 6 months have gone quickly or not. Sometimes it felt like a never ending slog that we were sleepwalking through, but on the other hand I swear we just celebrated F’s first birthday. Either way, we have an official 18 month old on our hands. And thanks to a sleep consultant, we are back on track with sleep and everyone is feeling more like themselves lately. F is back to sleeping and happily chatting in her crib, and it feels like at least one layer of stress has evaporated.
F remains the happiest Spearson, excited to be a part of things, and loves it when we go somewhere. She mostly gets mad when we try to remind her she’s a baby and can’t always do the same things that the older two can. Oh how quickly she’s going to demand equal treatment though. Already she fights back if someone tries to push her away.