3 Months with this Nugget

Goose is 3 months old tomorrow! We are coming to a close on the colic chapter and I never ever ever ever ever want to open that chapter again. Yes, she still spits up like Rosemary’s baby, but goats' milk formula (and time) has made a world of difference. Shout out to all the colic moms out there and the side conversations we’ve all had on this... yeah I'll say it... living hell.

We're finally out of newborn clothes and she's outgrown her skinny Daddy long legs. She now rocks a few extra chins (where she tends to store her spit-up) and we see signs of her momma's thick thighs (TAKE THAT). She has these beautiful long lashes, strawberry hair, and her eyes get bluer each day. Her face lights up when she sees mom or dad and her wee fingers grip Daddy’s with the type of tenderness that ensures a pony by age 3. She’s expressive with this awesome smile and insane WTF face. She talks as much as her Daddy. Mayhaps even talks more than her Daddy? Either way, I sealed my fate by having his child. Despite my own gift for gab, I may never get another word in and that’s ok.

And for the love of all things sleep, she finally sleeps in the SNOO, bringing our total investment of baby items marketing sleep to about a million dollars. Whatever. I’ll drive Uber and hustle ten MLM’s if it means two REM cycles a night.

We had lots of fun this month with our village! Nicole and fam came to visit. We began plotting our life as mother-in-laws and forced the children to take photos we'll post at their wedding. (But which brother will she choose?)

And there are finally small signs of me peeking out of her predominantly dad appearance, just in time for MarMar to visit and spoil her with TJ Maxx Runs and snoogles.