Why will I go back if it's so stressful? Because finding a new job is daunting and like most people I find it easier to put up with the job I'm in rather than find a better one. Plus I've put in 11+ years there, I'm out to everyone and they're fairly decent about most things like being late/absent due to a child being sick, etc.
Emily is three months old! I weighed her the other day and she's already 14 lbs! She's getting so big and strong that I can no longer see the little infant we brought home in January. She started reaching out for things over Easter weekend. Since then she has been trying to grab everything to put in her mouth, well, when her fists isn't occupying it. She is a drool machine! Her fingers or fist or fists are always near her mouth. I've been feeling around but no sign of teeth yet.
In the past week or so she just seems so much older. Even the way she looks at us seems more mature. And this past weekend she discovered her voice so my days are now filled with shrieking to go along with the increased babbling.
She is still sort of breast feeding. Her breast milk to formula ratio has definitely slipped below 50%... most days it might even be below 25%. She'll breast feed at night okay but during the day she turns her head away. She's not stupid, she knows there's a bottle that delivers the goods more efficiently and way faster. Sigh... it makes me sad but I'm slowly getting over it. I'll tell you, I definitely wish I had budgeted formula into this year's plan because holy hell, she sure sucks it back!
Her favourite distractions are her mobiles (the one that lights up over her crib and the non-wind up one over her change station), her Baby Einstein activity mat and her vibrating chair with toys on her lap. We finally broke down and got her a Bumbo chair and she looks hilarious in it. She doesn't quite know what to make of it so she just sits there slightly slumped forward hanging onto the tray looking at us.
She has started sleeping a bit longer at night, sometimes up to three hours at a time. The catch? She sleeps in/on the crook of my arm. Ow, my poor arm. Sometimes I get lucky and can transfer her over a bit so she's sleeping on her own in the middle of our bed but unless she's in a super deep sleep, she starts kicking and thrashing around until she starts crying. Baby steps, I guess...