12 weeks

It's hard to believe that Lily is 12 weeks old already.  And that in just a week and a half she will be 3 months old.  She cracks me up because she is granting my every wish and staying petite (well, for one of my kids) and letting me enjoy our last baby.  It seems like the boys were so big, so fast, that I never enjoyed this little bitty stage because it was gone faster than I could have time to enjoy it.  

She hasn't been to the Dr. lately, but if my scale is right, she is around 11.5 lbs.  That means she hasn't even gained a whole pound in the last 4 weeks.  Crazy.  She is still SO mellow and happy.  She is getting to be quite a mommas girl and really prefers to either be in her bouncy seat or with me.  This hurts Steve's feelings a little, but I know she will get past it soon.

She is an incredible sleeper.  She goes down for naps like a dream.  She is still side sleeping and often takes 2-3 hour naps 3 times a day.  And night time, well it's only been a week, but she is sleeping 9:30-6 and then is going back down and sleeping until 9 or later.  She is starting to notice things and grab for things, but more indirectly than actually reaching for things she sees.  She grabs her shirt and blanket a ton.  She started drooling in the last few weeks and although it is mild compared to the boys, she occasionally lets a little slip out and run down her lip. So cute. 

She is full of smiles and laughs for everyone.  She loves her big brothers, but gets a bit scared when Greyson screams right by her ear. She is so patient and sweet.  I hope she stays this way.  It is such a change from our rowdy, crazy boys and I am enjoying every minute of her soft, gentle demeanor.