I’ll bet you’re wondering who this darling little babydoll is. It couldn’t possibly be my teeny tiny Piper girl, could it? Indeed it is. This child has grown like a weed over the last few weeks and I can’t believe I’m telling people that she’s FOUR months old! My little squeaky newborn is no more and in her place there’s this energetic little butterbean that cackles when she pulls my hair.
Yesterday I attempted to dress her in one of my favorite 0-3 month outfits and almost burst into tears when I realized she looked like a stuffed little sausage. A really frickin’ cute sausage. Sighhh. I command you to stop growing, Pipsqueak!
Last month, our friends and family really seemed to get a kick out of my “throwback” post where I included pictures of Roban’s chicklets at Piper’s age. So, I thought I might make a monthly habit of it.
A big moment for Pip this month was her first experience with baby cereal. She loves to eat so much that I thought for SURE that she would instantly gobble up her first bowl of cereal. She even becomes hypnotized whenever Blake and I are eating. She watches us take every bite with a look of sheer envy on her face.
So, we gave it a go. The result? She was traumatized. She was absolutely offended that I would even consider putting that vile mush into her mouth.
There aren’t any pictures, but she would literally scream bloody murder after every spoonful like it was Chinese water torture. There was a lot of gagging and a lot of tears (and not just from Piper).
I’ve tried a few times since and she does not seem to be hating it any less. Her doctor said that if she’s not digging it then she’s simply not ready. She told me to keep trying every couple of days so that she can get used to the mechanics of spoon feeding, but some babies just never take to cereal.
Emma Bean was not one of those babies. She adjusted to cereal pretty quickly and even insisted on trying to feed herself when she was a mere four months old. This could explain why Piper was only thirteen pounds at her four month checkup and Emma was sixteen pounds. Home girl took her food very seriously.
Sophia has to agree with Piper on this one. Baby cereal is the devil.
In other exciting news in Piper’s world… she took her first road trip this month! Pip squeezed into the backseat of my SUV with her two big sisters to take an extremely quick trip up to north Georgia to see her daddy’s side of the family.
Piper is Oaklon and Sheila’s first grandchild, so you better believe she is the light of their lives.
Pippa was also lucky enough to spend some time with her GREAT granny on our Georgia trip. I never had the pleasure of meeting my great-grandparents, so this was super special to witness.
This big girl was a real trooper on this exhausting trip. She was a bit over her carseat by the time it was all over, but overall she was a champ on the road. She was born to ride.
Coincidentally, Emma took her first ever road trip at four months old, too. We loaded her up in the car and hauled her down to Palm Beach for Thanksgiving back in 2004.
Thanksgiving in Palm Beach meant 75 degree weather which led to Em’s first dip in the pool!
She loved it. There wasn’t much that Emma didn’t love. In fact, babies don’t get much more laid back than Emma.
I taught her how to give “the smolder” at a young age.
AND, believe it or not… Sophia happened to take HER first ride at four months as well. Of course, she had to roll in style. “Hey, sis… are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
Even MORE big news on the four-month front… Piper is now a rolling machine! I can’t change the girl’s diaper without her barreling away with her little tush in the air.
We’re still working on rolling from front to back. She LOVES to roll over, but then immediately regrets her decision. Once she realizes she’s stuck like chuck on her belly, it’s meltdown city. Piper thinks tummy time is for the birds.
Once again, this was not the case for Emma. Emma rolled at four months and never looked back. I’m not kidding when I say nothing ever bothered this child.
Sophia, being the overachiever that she is, was not only rolling with ease at four months but also trying her hardest to sit up on her own. Show-off.
Let’s talk about sleep, baby.
Piper girl has always been a decent sleeper, but just in the last week or so the tables have turned. She wakes up at 2:30 every night, almost on the dot. She’s not particularly fussy. She’ll even smile at me and start talking as soon as she sees me come into her room. Like, “hey, Mom! Took you long enough! It’s time to play!” No, girlfriend. No.
So, I’ve just been giving her the binky and trying to rock her back to sleep, but it can take up to an hour before she’s snoozing again. Mama working full time + baby wanting to party in the middle of the night = potential caffeine overdose.
Her doc says that it’s teething that’s waking her up in the middle of the night, but I’m wondering if it’s hunger. She still takes a bottle before bed, but I just worry that she’s not getting her fill throughout the day. Which is why CEREAL may be a quick fix if Piper didn’t turn into Linda Blair every time I attempted to feed it to her.
I may try mixing some pureed bananas into her cereal to see if that tickles her fancy. If anyone else has any advice on this infamous four month sleep regression, I’m all ears!
Do I even need to tell you what kind of sleeper Emma was? This kid slept through the night before she even left the womb and laughed in the face of sleep regression.
Even Sophie has always been a lover of sleep. That’s it. Roban is never allowed to complain about anything again. Does she even know what it’s like to be sleep deprived? Has she ever slept less than eight hours? I demand answers!
Samesies, Piper O.
Eleven years ago I was pinching Emma’s little chubby cheeks and now I’m dying her hair purple and picking out her perfect shade of lipstick. Hug those babies tight tonight, y’all. They truly do grow up in the blink of an eye.
Just ask this little redheaded chunk. Her 40th birthday is just around the corner 😉