Daph

Then...

Now...

Big girl, huh? Babies change SO fast, it's crazy. I can't believe she was so tiny.

According to Makiah, she and Daph are the same "old" (age). They are both 3. Which is kinda true. Daphne is 3 months old now.

The name Daph is officially stuck. Dallas is the only one who doesn't call her that around here. Before she was born I specifically told Dallas that I didn't want her to be called Daffy or Daph. Then I let it slip once or twice and the kids caught on and call her Daph. Oh well, I kinda like it now. But no Daffy. Nope.

Daphne got her first cough this week, and she sounds awful. I hope it goes away soon.

Daphne is holding her head up really well now. When she lays on her belly she can hold up her head and look around. She likes to sit in her high chair, even though she doesn't eat solids yet. She likes to be up high with the family during dinner.

Daphne still isn't laughing, but sometimes she lets out a small giggle. She isn't really ticklish and so we are trying to find other ways to get her to laugh :)

She started sleeping through the night at 2 months (my other babies didn't sleep through the night at that age... this is wonderful!!), and now she is starting to get to bed a little bit earlier. The past two nights she has been down at 8:30 (usually 10) and she sleeps till 7 or 8. Ahhh. I love this girl :)

I was really scared that during the first two months, I was just really lucky. I thought for sure after that after two months Daphne would get harder and everything would change. But that hasn't happened yet (knock on wood), She is still calm, content, and really... such an angel. She has such a good temperament. But believe me, it's not perfect around here. We have our days, and Daphne has her days too. Some are great and others are hard. Some evenings she cries from about 6-9 or even 10 if she is not held. Evenings are the hardest for her. But if she keeps up this 8:30 bedtime that would be great.

I really don't know what I would have done if Daphne would have been a harder baby. I probably would've gone crazy. My dear little Makiah has been quite the challenge lately. I am up with her during the night almost every night, instead of the baby. She cries over almost everything, and thinks she can always have her way. Whenever she cries, she has an accident. So I try everything I can to keep her from crying... that or I stick her on the potty :) Almost every evening during dinner she throws a fit, and ends up in her bed while the rest of us *try* to eat our dinner in peace. I love the girl, but at the same time I hope this is just a stage.

Because of sweet Daphne, I try not to complain. I am blessed to have her. I really am grateful to have such great kids. This too shall pass... right? Some days are better than others.