More Firsts!

Baby "firsts" are always fun and Molly is racking them up! She finally managed to roll from back to front yesterday, so she's officially a little roly poly thing. :) She's starting to expand her baby babble vocabulary and is making some new sounds. She's a chatty little girl and loves "talking" to her people (or having them talk to her, especially if they're saying flattering things). Molly's two new teeth are well on their way in, which seems to have relieved some of her discomfort. Unfortunately, it has only increased Mom's discomfort -- I forgot how "exciting" nursing becomes once babies start getting teeth. Nothing will wake you up faster during a midnight feed than an unexpected chomp! Believe you me, it's not easy trying to stifle the loud yelp of pain, so as not to wake up everyone else in the house (including the little biter herself).

The upside to the fact that the teeth have cleared the gumline is that Molly actually slept six hours straight last night for the first time in weeks. I'd almost forgotten what it was like to sleep more than 2-3 hours at a pop -- I ended up zonked out on the bed by nine o'clock, fully dressed and on top of the covers (and seeing as I'm one of those people who has to sleep under the blankets, even on those suffocatingly hot summer nights, that's saying something!). Lets hope that trend continues. We're in the process of figuring out some new sleeping arrangements for Molly -- she's getting way too big to squeeze into the bassinet in our room and she's not sleeping well enough to move in with Max yet (since he's such a light sleeper). I think we're going to have to get second crib -- Max isn't ready to move out of his yet (or maybe Dad and I aren't ready), and if we have Molly sleep in the Pack and Play, I'll have to give up my beloved Angel Care Monitor (and I don't think I can handle that).

Max had a first this week as well -- his first shiner! He was sitting next to me on the couch watching me play a little Guitar Hero II and he was bopping to the music. He must have bopped a little too enthusiastically and slipped, because the next thing I know his cheek was hitting the edge of the coffee table. Ouch!! There was that awful pause where he inhaled for a good scream, so I knew it was a pretty hard bonk. I had to laugh, though, when after a few howls, he lifted his head up from my shoulder and with a teary voice said "ahgem," because he wanted me to start up Guitar Hero again. I iced his cheek for a bit (with a package of frozen broccoli) and he seemed fine after that. It left him with a big, old black eye though -- it looks even worse in person. When asked about Max's black eye, I just tell everyone that they should see the other guy! ;)