Anika is growing so big! I remember a month or so ago when I was on a walk with her and
my sister, and a lady passed by and asked, "Is that a real baby?!" in a very surprised tone.
I have finally admitted that Anika is colicky. I had refrained from calling her colicky for
a time because it would mean that it would be a long short-term experience. But week
after week she continued to fuss and I realized it had been well over a month and maybe
even two that she had been particularly fussy. Thankfully it hasn't really bothered
me, but it has kept me from doing a lot of things. We just hang out together all day and
I try to keep her from crying (at least she is one that can be consoled). We spend
much of our time bouncing on our exercise ball or standing and bouncing/rocking
her in the bathroom with the lights on and the fan running. She does seem to be getting
better though. I have gotten pretty good at doing things with one hand. She still
smiles quite a bit, and we can't get enough of her!
She is babbling more and swatting at things with her hands. Often she will grab
something just by chance. She also has a trick whereupon losing her Binky, she will
roll/dive/move toward it with open mouth in an attempt to get it back in.
Anika going after her binky.
On Sunday she woke up with a little leak from a wet diaper. I got her new diaper
and new clothes. I changed her again just before going to church, and then she
had an explosion. I don't think it has ever been that bad. It was seeping out the front
top of her onesie so fast, it was crazy. I debated whether to put her in the bath and
wash her off, but was in a hurry and figured wipes would be faster. I used wipe after wipe.
She even had poop in her belly button! After I was pretty sure I had gotten it all, I got one
more wipe to make sure she was clean, and just then she started to pee. There was a
huge puddle on our changing table. She hasn't done that for a long time.
To top things off, she had another leak from a wet diaper after her nap.
We're just glad that we were laughing about it.
I was going to take more pictures, but Anika decided to go from all smiles to being upset.
On Saturday Than helped my brother start putting up a fence, and I went to my
parents' house for a bit. Anika was pretty fussy, and after awhile my dad suggested we put
her in the tire swing. She went right to sleep and stayed that way for some time.
My Grandpa Lund made the tire swing. He had a huge 12-foot swingset
that I have many fond memories of. My Dad has one just about as big
(probably because grandkids would love it so much). He suggested that
maybe Grandpa was smiling down from heaven.
