Somebody stop me before I break into "Sunrise, Sunset"

Sara rolled over today! She did it three times in a row a few weeks ago and then never again. I guess today she decided it was time to show off again.

Like any insane mommy, I promptly ran for the camera and shot some footage!

Another Sara update plus a book note

Baby Girl slept through the night last night! She went to bed at 6:20 and slept until 5:55 this morning! Since I was up until midnight finishing a book (more on that in a second), she could not have picked a better night to give her mommy some uninterrupted zzzzs. In case you're wondering, she sleeps more than average at night (11-12 hours vs. 9-10) and less than average during the day (3-4 hours vs. 5-6).

I finished reading The Kite Runner last night. Carla had given it to me during the summer, but I didn't start it until the very windy Superbowl Sunday out in Glamis. I read about 3/4 of it that day and finally picked it up again this week to finish it. There are a couple of things I really liked about it. First, I love books that allow me to travel to places I've never been. I now know way more about Afghanistan than I ever would have. Second, I loved the ending. Not everything about the book was perfect, but the ending was.

Baby Girl update and random movie note

Sara is doing better. Last night she didn't wake herself up coughing, so that was a first in a while. :) She's on the mend and we'll be phasing out the breathing treatments.

In completely unrelated news, Larry and I saw two movies this weekend: Juno and No Country for Old Men. Juno was very charming and definitely a "feel good" movie. No Country was well-made, but I don't know if I necessarily *liked* it. Thanks to the grandparents for their outstanding job babysitting so Larry and I could go out!

The tough times and the best times

First of all, as I mentioned yesterday, I'm having to give our baby breathing treatments. It doesn't bother her much, but it's the saddest sight. Here are some pics to prove it:



In the midst of it all, though, Sara has found her giggle. Here's some footage of her giggling. There's more of Larry and me acting like complete dorks trying to get her to laugh, but there are a couple of giggles in there, too. Priceless!

Sara and her bum genes

I took Sara to the doctor this morning because she has been coughing quite a bit. Baby Girl received a breathing treatment because she was wheezing. :( We were sent home with a nebulizer (little machine to give treatments), a prescription for albuterol, and instructions to give treatments every four hours.

The doctor mentioned Sara's "genetic predisposition" to lung issues--courtesy of her daddy who had asthma, allergies, ear infections, adenoid removal, and ear tubes (and a partridge in a pear tree!). Here's hoping for a speedy recovery and wonderfully robust lungs!

Baby Girl has a cold :(

My sweet thing has a runny, stuffy nose... Apparently Daddy passed his sickness along to her. She doesn't have a fever or anything, thankfully, but she's a bit under the weather. Oh, and she does NOT like the saline nose drops or bulb syringe.

Three months old!

I can't believe it! Our sweet baby girl is now three months old. Just as everyone promised, the time is flying by. It seems like days ago Sara was just a little lump, and now she is much more alert and interactive. She has lots of smiles for her mommy and daddy and is a little bit more tentative when it comes to strangers. She likes to bear weight on her legs, HATES tummy time, and is getting better at supporting her noggin every single day.

Her eyes are still a pretty gray, so I'm not sure how they'll end up. She's a great night sleeper (usually 7ish to 7ish with just one feeding around 2 or 3) but just a catnapper during the day (usually only 30 minutes after about 2 hours of awake time).

Just like all new parents, we are completely in love with this little girl!



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A funny thing happened on the way home from Glamis...

It involved a frozen trash bag full of ice, a cranky infant, and several cups of hot water...

I'll spare you the story, but for the record, beware of an ice-filled Hefty bag that partially melts and then refreezes in the freezer. It's kind of like A Christmas Story where the kid sticks his tongue on the pole...