This is Kennedy right now, at this very moment, sitting next to me on the couch. She's smiling at me and every few minutes she tries to fit her whole hand in her mouth.
She has just about outgrown all of her newborn sized clothes and is now wearing size 0-3, even though they are still a bit big. She wore shoes for the first time to church yesterday and by the time I took them off they were already too small. Her eyes have settled to a deep blue color and her brown hair is thinning rapidly. Even despite the bald spots, she is so so beautiful.
She is almost sleeping through the night and usually only wakes long enough for me to put her binky back in her mouth. She has been sleeping in her own crib for a couple weeks now, but sometimes she cries in the wee hours of the morning until I bring her back into our bedroom. She has given up on the "magic spot" of Daddy's chest, and now prefers to fall asleep in Mommy's arms while being bounced up and down and rocked back and forth - simultaneously. Yes, it is exhausting. But she's so cute when she snuggles into my chest that I really don't care.
She is in love with ceiling fans. Even when they aren't moving. She can sit and silently stare at the fans in our living room or bedroom for almost an hour, and when they move, she smiles at them like she's just had a friend tell her hello. She also loves to smile at the chirping birds on her swing, and she thinks the bugs that fly around the mobile above her changing table are hilarious.
She throws up all the time. Yesterday at church she covered her dress, my skirt, my shoulder, my chest and even my back with spit-up...but she kept her tiny pink bow on her head the whole time, so that was impressive.
She has yet to roll over, because she hates "tummy time" with a passion, but she loves to sit and can hold herself up pretty well. She has no interest in any of her toys, but she loves to watch people. She cannot fall asleep without a blanket touching her face - a trait identical to her older brother - and she loves being held all day long. I always thought that would be incredibly annoying...but I don't anymore. I spoil her and hold her, even when it means nothing else gets done, and I really don't feel bad about it. And all those "sleep experts" can shove off because I love rocking/nursing her to sleep and I could care less what they have to say about it.
Ryan loves to hold her and lay next to her in my bed, and he wants to buy her every toy he sees. Pete sings her the Indiana Jones theme song because it always seems to make her smile, and he goes to great lengths to try to make her giggle every single day (he says she's done it once, but I have yet to hear it). My favorite thing to do is just hold her, because she looks at me differently than anyone else, and it makes me feel like I'm doing something right no matter what else I'm failing at.
...So three months have come and gone. Not much more needs to be said other than the fact that Kennedy Rae lights up my world. Her smile literally melts my heart. And the moments all fade away too soon.
But here are some to remember...
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