4 months today, 4 months have come and gone, and I feel like its back to day 1. Ryker should be grabbing about anything in his reach, including my hair, I should want to remove my necklace so he doesn’t break it. Instead I’m wearing a necklace with his foot and hand prints.
I should be trying to keep everything and anything out of Ryker’s mouth, but instead I’m deciding if I should get out of bed today or just slip into a coma for the day.
By 4 months Ryker should most definitely be sleeping through the whole night now, but instead his never going to wake up. I should be looking out for whether or not Ryker has any eye problems, and if his eyes are lightening or darkening.
Ryker at 4 months would be learning to be an effective communicator, he would be expressing himself through coos, oohs and ahhs, he should be squealing, gurgling and laughing. He should be using his face to express a wide range of emotions, from a beaming happy smile, to a crunched-up angry face, to an open-mouth surprise.
I should be singing completely off-tune to a cute little baby, but now I’m lucky to even listen to music. And wondering whether or not his would stay golden or if it would go red, like it does in the sun.