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Meadow @ 3 Months


Three months old and Meadow is still a peanut.

She loves being the loudest baby in the room and has finally started to open her hands up more. Still likes having them in fists. 

She will hold something if you hand it to her and if she drops it she will pick it back up if its in reach.

She has discovered her hands and will suck on her fingers like its the end of the world. Actually she puts anything in her mouth that's in her hands. 

She still loves her black and white mobile. I tried changing it out and she didn't like the new one. She likes shiny things, her play keys, the crinkle page in her fabric book, looking at herself in her mirror, her hands, eating, baths, being talked to and being held. 

She is trying to roll over and can get to her side. She holds her head up real high when doing tummy time. She even tries to get to a toy that she can see. 

She has started sleeping really well at night. She sleeps 7-8 hours and gets up only once or twice. She's starting to be able to take naps on her own, although they are usually short. 

I've been teaching her sign language for milk and all done. Sometimes it sounds like she says agua, key or yea!

Unless we are outside she doesn't always like being in the wrap or Ergo because she can't see. She is so curious about the world and loves to look around. She just stares when we go grocery shopping.

She went on her first stroller ride and loved it.

I was afraid this would happen but she's got a bald spot on the back of her head.

She gets very distracted during feedings. Always wants to pull off and look around so I never know if she's done or not. 

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