It is amazing to me to see the changes in my three month old every single day. He loves to try and hold items. If I’ve laid him down for a minute and pick him back up again, he’ll usually have whatever was next to him in his hand (usually a bib or burp cloth for his spit up ;). He tries to sit up so hard. He tried for an hour today while I typed articles for my freelancing service. He was laying on the bed next to me and just trying and trying to sit up. I helped him out a little bit… :) He still doesn’t like tummy time, but he will do it on a soft surface like our queen size bed. Of COURSE he’s always EXTREMELY supervised during this. We all know the dangers of leaving a baby on a high surface, especially a bed. Anyway, he’ll push himself up fully, and kick his legs a bit. Eventually he gets frustrated and gives up. I think that if there were more traction on the bed he might be able to do it! He is constantly moving and we’ve started to call him wiggle worm. We’ve decide he’s going to be hard to keep up with when he does get to crawling or walking. Speaking of that…he still loves to stand so much that we think he might skip crawling all together! I love him more each and every day.
I think I’ve been blessed with the best, easiest to manage baby in the entire universe! The little man now fall asleep at about 10:00 pm, and doesn’t wake until 5 or 6 am!!! That is just fantastic to me. Of course, with my recent freelance business I’ve been staying up until the wee hours of the night. I go to sleep quite a bit later. Still, the difference is astounding.
I really can’t believe that he’s reached this point already. Honestly, everyone is going to hate me for saying this, I thought raising a baby would be MUCH more difficult. So far it’s been the most precious, rewarding experience of my life.
There is nothing better than the way he smells, the way his breath smells, his little sounds…ugh, I could go on for ages and ages.
So, we’re at three months and getting a full night’s sleep. I feel like we’re accomplishing something!!! Well, us and his Amby Hammock.
I love this little guy more than life 
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Jenn
Now that the little guy is almost three months old, we decided to take him for a stroller walk around town and through the shops. There is the cutest little baby store there, and it took all of my strength not to go nuts!
He needed some socks, but I COULD NOT resist the toys. I think this will be my downfall as a mother. I like the toys just as much as he will/does. I can see it now…”Mommy can I have that new toy?” Hmm…”Ok!”
I ended up getting him Octivity Time by Lamaze
It was marked for three months old, but I didn’t really think the little man would like playing with it just yet. I was wrong!!! He grabs at it and laughs and laughs. There are 10 functions on the toy for the baby to grab and feel, it’s really neat.
Oh boy, I think I’m in for a long addiction. I’m already planning what I want to get him for Christmas!
How do you keep from spoiling your children?
Just a quick little yaaaa hooo post. For the first time ever, my little man stayed asleep until 6 am. I felt soooo refreshed. In fact, I think I woke up and freaked out because it was so “late.” He might have stayed asleep longer if I hadn’t scooped him up right away
Of course, the next night he was up at 4:30 or 5:00, but as they say…
baby steps!
I’m definitely not complaining as I love these new developments in my son. It used to be that he would sit contently in our laps for hours and hours just loving life and being a happy little guy.
Now that he’s two and a half months old, he wants to be doing *something* all the time. The trouble is, I haven’t quite figured out what that something is 
He’s a little young for most of his toys (though lately he’s taken to swatting the ladybug and chicken in his Fisher-Price Miracles & Milestones Pop Open Play Gym )
He’s been able to hold his head up for quite a while now, but he doesn’t seem to be interested in bouncing in his jumperoo yet, and he is starting HATE tummy time. He’s just very in between stages right now where he knows there are things he’s rather be doing.
My husband mentioned to me last week “maybe he doesn’t want to be held all of the time” Of course, having read every book I could get my hands on, I believed that newborns were to be held as much as possible for the first months of life.
I still believe that theory (that it aids in their stimulation and development to be held…see my article at Associated Content:Reduce Your Baby’s Constant Crying with Constant Contact” 
I hold him basically all day long, until he seems to get bored with me. I believe I’m helping his development and attachment by doing so, but I suppose I will have to admit that he does like to do other things, *occasionally*
When did you start noticing your baby was *moving on*?
My baby’s pee and poo seems to have righted itself. It must have been a result of something I ate, or my total change in diet while we were on vacation.
I, of course, have found something else to worry about. My little man has been crying a lot more often. He’s not exactly inconsolable, we are able to calm him down for periods of time. However, he seems to get “bored” with whatever he’s doing and then begin to fuss. He’ll still have his smiling sessions with us, but the crying has increase 3X as much as he used to cry (it used to be only when he was hungry).
We’ve taken his temperature and it does not seems just fine. I can’t find anything that might be hurting him. I don’t want to call the pediatrician again. There has to be a balance between worrying all the time and doing the right thing by calling the doctor. My husband doesn’t think it warrants a call yet, well keep an eye on it.
Have any of you noticed this in your babies? Leave me a comment
Ohh the joys of motherhood After we got back from our vacation I noticed that my baby’s poop had dark colored specks in it, mixed with the usual breastfed birdseedy yellow. I immediately freaked out and researched what this could be online. Some websites said it could be something I ate that got into my breastmilk, others said if it was black that it could be blood. I was very scared at this point, and stared hard and long at the poop to determine if it was “dark” or “black”. I consulted with my husband, who declared that it was a very dark green…not much help!
I called the baby’s pediatric office and spoke to a nurse there. She kind of acted like I was a little loony and said she’d have to see the poop to make a determination, but that the baby was probably fine if he wasn’t inconsolable and didn’t have a fever (he was fine). I later spoke to my pediatrician who was unconcerned and decided that it was something I ate after all. After a few poops, the problem seemed to correct iself
I thought my worries with what comes out of the end of my baby were over, when I noticed a funny smell while changing his diaper (not funny haha ;). I couldn’t identify the smell, just knew it smelled “off”. I googled what could be the cause (notice, I research EVERYTHING), and it ranged from “don’t worry about it” to “your child has maple syrup urine disorder”(huh?). I’m still monitoring the smell, but he seems in good spirits and does not have a fever or anything. I don’t want to be the mom who calls the pediatrician every other day, so I’m going to wait this one out as everything seems ok.
I feel like a total nut
Today my baby had to get his immunization shots. I had been dreading this day ever since they told me to give him infant Tylenol before his appointment. If knew that if that were the recommendation, it wasn’t going to be pleasant for my poor little guy.
We waited for our appointment for about an hour. He already wasn’t happy as he was hungry and cranky (I breastfed him in the office while we were waiting), and having to sit there started us off on a negative foot to begin with.
Finally we were called in. He was weighed and measured. (100th percentile for weight…yikes, 95th for length, and 50th for head circumference.) I have one big, little man. Everything looked really good for him. The doctor did hear a small heart murmur, but told me that they will just keep an eye on it, it is not uncommon for them to hear at this age.
Then, it was time for his shots. They had me hold his little arms down, and gave him three shots! He screamed and cried. He cried so hard that his face turned bright red and he held his breath. I almost started crying myself. It’s awful to see your baby in such pain. I know that the immunizations will be a wonderful help to him and preventing disease throughout his life, but that is one of the hardest things I’ve had to deal with as a parent.
He had the sympathy of all the other little kids in the waiting room as we were leaving. It was cute to see the little 3, 4, and 5 year olds have such concern for my baby
Click here for more information on 2 month old immunizations
We are back from vacation, fresh and ready to go Of course I research everything, so before we left on vacation, I checked out this article to make sure it was ok to take a 2 month old on a little mini vacation. Everything seemed to be a go! We packed everything we thought we’d need and went on our way. It turns out that what you need for a baby is a lot. There are the many many outfits so that we’re not stuck with a peed/pooped/spit-up-ed on onsie. Then we had to pack his Amby Baby Hammock, stroller, baby carrier (bought the new Ergo carrier by the way, it’s the best baby purchase EVER). Our car was jam packed.
The place we went to was on the beach and very low key. It was fabulous. I was, of course, nervous to do everything at first. We had never taken him to a restaurant, and only briefly in stores. I decided that if we were to have a good vacation I was going to have to be more bold. I put him in the baby carrier and away we went. To my surprise, he did not fuss at the restaurant we went to, allowed us to walk the beach and enjoy the breeze (the Ergo has a sunshield), and we walked around the quaint little shops. Whenever it got too hot or we/thebaby were tired we walked back to the house we rented.
I am so glad I went and got over my fear of doing some of these things with a baby. I really think that you can do many of your normal activities, even when you have a little one. Your life doesn’t have to totally change, and the parts that do are for the better.
The only part that was hard was I think the little guy is used to our routine. He’s used to his house and his things. To be in a new location doing new things seemed difficult for him at first, but we also got a lot of smiles out of him
My baby’s fever didn’t go beyond 100.5 last night, and the pediatrician just said to keep an eye on it. I was very worried about the little guy because he was sweaty and just didn’t seem like he felt well. The fever wasn’t high enough to go to the emergency room (we checked with the pediatrician), so we went to bed and I got up periodically to check on his temperature. It went down instead of up which was a good sign. I did give him Infant Tylenol drops, which I won’t do next time. I think it was a first time mom mistake! I was concentrating on getting him to feel better when I should have been making sure his fever didn’t spike too high naturally! The ped. told us to give him the Tylenol, but things I read online later stated the importance of monitoring the temperature without medicine.
Anyway, I called the office and took the baby in this morning. Everything came back wonderfully as far as they could tell. We are supposed to still monitor him, and he’ll have to undergo testing if the fever gets too high (101 degress F). They think that he may have picked up a little virus that he’ll get over in no time.
As a first time mom, it’s so hard to see your baby hurting. He can’t really express himself other than to cry, and it’s the saddest sound I’ve ever heard. It’s different than the hungry cry or tired cry. It is a sound unto itself. I just want to do all that I can for him, but don’t feel like I can do enough.
Here is a link to my favorite site discussing what to do if you suspect your baby has a fever or is ill. Dr. Sears really has very sound medical advice, but of course calling your own doctor is the most important thing.
