So here we are at 3 1/2 months old, and weighing just over 10 1/2 pounds. Some of Kennedy's friends that are her age weigh as much as 16 pounds. Yes, I know my baby is small. She's barely on the charts for an "average" baby, but she is in the 75th percentile for weight and length on the Down syndrome growth chart. I have to admit, I'm really sick of hearing how small she is. People constantly ask how old she is. When I tell them they look at me in disbelief and they all say the same thing, "She's so small." And then they just stare at us, as if I'm starving her or something. I really have no interest in giving complete strangers a play by play on my daughter's heart condition, so I usually just let them think what they want. I thought it was just me, but after being out and about for most of the weekend my husband said the same thing. This is only one of the things that people say that drives us crazy. We won't get in to the rest.
In more fun news, Kennedy is SO close to rolling onto her belly from her back. She hates to be on her belly though, so I don't expect that it will happen anytime soon. My shopping addiction has been all about the clothes since I found out that we were having a girl, but now she's finally starting to enjoy toys, so my priorities are shifting again. We got her a Baby Einstein ball this weekend and she's doing really well holding it. We also got her a monkey security blanket that she seems to love (maybe I should buy a few back ups now.)
The elephant makes car rides bearable for mom and dad and fun for Kennedy!
"Daddy this elephant is sooo funny!" (She was really thinking - if I keep daddy amused he won't realize how much mommy is spending on my new clothes.)
"Hey I finally figured out how mommy makes this thing talk!"
"Mommy where did you put Sophie? Wait I see it - what's it doing down there?"
Hi Mommy!!!
"Oh my gosh these friends are just sooo much fun!"
I wanted one thing today - to spend the day with the people most special to me. And that's exactly what I got and so much more. I am so grateful for my amazing daughter and wonderful husband. Kennedy has been sending daddy on all kinds of secret missions this week.
He started out the day by putting her in an I love mom onesie. It was so cute, and since daddy isn't used to dressing Kennedy, it took him awhile to put it on her.
Then Kennedy sent Daddy to Dunkin' Donuts. He came back with my favorite donuts! As well as coffee, a Mother's Day cupcake, and chocolate covered strawberries and flowers! (I also got a special necklace from my mom!)
We went and picked up my mom and Marlon's mom, and headed down to the beach for brunch. After brunch we headed to the beach. Kennedy poked her toes in the water and sand at Clearwater Beach. It was a short visit, but we had fun! We're so excited to take her back to the beach in a few weeks.
I feel like the luckiest mom ever to have such an amazing and wonderful baby. I'm also the luckiest wife in the world, to have such an amazing husband. I also have a really amazing mom who has taught me so much. I'm so glad that we have the relationship that we do, and that she gets to be such a big part of Kennedy's life. I hope that Kennedy and I always have the same kind of relationship that my mom and I do. This was a perfect day, and I'm going to bed feeling truly blessed.
Now - on a side note. I absolutely cannot go with out mentioning the craziness that took place at brunch. Maybe I'm the crazy one, but I could never think of acting like this. There was a gentleman and his wife (?) sitting at the table across from us. She was eying Kennedy from the get go. Apparently when I went up the buffet she told Marlon she was tempted to kick the chair that Kennedy's seat was on - so she would wake up!!! Long story short - Kennedy woke up and the lady said, "let me see that baby." So I held Kennedy up and turned her around so the woman could see her face. She held out her arms, like I was actually going to hand over my baby! Was she CRAZY? I'll admit - I've had my days of stalking cute babies and oogling over them. Marlon used to tell me someone was going to have me arrested for staring at cute babies. But this lady wanted to hold mine! When I refused, she got offended. She was shocked that I wasn't going to let her hold my baby. Finally, I told her that Kennedy had a heart condition, and we had to be extremely careful. In a way, I'm mad at myself for telling her. What business of hers is it anyway? I shouldn't have to defend why I'm not letting a COMPLETE STRANGER hold my baby. What is this world coming to?
