Good grief

I've come to the conclusion that Jason and I are being duped. Marley is far too smart for her own good. Yes, we've learned to recognize her fake cries and when she is pushing us, BUT that doesn't mean it's any easier. Her sleep patterns have changed once again and it's incredibly frustrating. Just when we think we're getting somewhere, that little you know what decides to play in the middle of the night. Now, people have told me to ignore this and she'll go back to bed...riiiight. You come listen to that child at 3am. She was doing so well, sleeping from 7pm-7am, and now, she is waking up at 1am, 4am, 5am, and 6am. Delicious. It's no wonder I don't have time to do my hair or put make up on. I'm tired, irritable, and a ton of fun to be around. I'm hanging on by a thread here....

On a lighter note, we started for real trying her on foods. She loves oatmeal and opens and closes her hands real fast trying to get more. Or she screams real loud if you don't get it in her mouth quick enough. She tried holding her spoon, which she then threw at me and thought that was funny too. Our night ended with a bath after she kicked her oatmeal bowl right out of my hand and got us both all gross. Jason taught her how to blow raspberries and she can't quite get her lips together, so she just spits everywhere and makes a loud noise, like she's imitating the actual raspberry noise. It's the cutest thing ever and she cracks up laughing. She also loves touching faces...if you put it close enough she will touch/squeeze/pinch your cheeks. It sometimes hurts, but again, funny.

Still no sign of a tooth...if it doesn't come in soon, I'm going to take matters into my own hands. Luckily, my classy friend Stephanie told me about teething tablets which if nothing else, help her calm down enough to sleep. Rarely takes a good nap, but I guess I'll go with someone else's answer that smart kids don't ever sleep. I'll keep my fingers crossed for that Harvard acceptance letter.

She had her 4 month checkup last week. She cried way more this time with her shots, but we were ready with the tylenol this time (why did no one tell me to medicate her BEFORE getting shots??). I'm on to you shots...

Here are her updates:

-14 lbs. 5 1/2 oz. (75 percentile)
-25 inches (75 percentile)
-can't remember her head size, but it's in the 50th percentile

I can't wait for good weather...I love being outside with her and watching her face as she discovers trees and leaves for the first time. It's absolutely priceless.