Yesterday my husband gave me the nicest compliment...he told me that it's obvious that I love being a mom, and that I am really good at it...that I am so nice to Raffi....that he loves me. Wow....I still feel wrapped up in the warming love of those words. It's a sensational feeling to have your dedication and hard work be recognized and appreciated.
Rafael screamed so much this afternoon. I tried everything: breast feeding, playing with him, undressing him (he loves being naked), walking around with him, talking to him, holding him, massaging his belly. Nothing helped for long. I finally wrapped us up and stepped out into the fresh air on the terrace. That calmed him down a little. Then I decided to run a bath for him, as this always seems to relax him. I have his car seat placed on a chair by the heater in the bathroom, and I put him in it and ran his bath, humming a song as the water poured down. When I turned around to get him, he had fallen asleep. So now he is in his car seat by the heater in the bathroom, sleeping.
Four months that feel like a year. Sometimes I'm amazed how quickly Rafael is growing; other times, I feel like he has been with us forever and am surprised how young he still is. So many things I've learned and so many more still ahead! So many beautiful, intimate moments with my baby, and so many sweet moments waiting in our future.
ETA: The birthday boy ended up having a fever...looks like he caught the stomach virus I had. Poor little guy! Needless to say, he didn't try his first foods today as we were planning. Let's hope he is feeling better soon!