Three Months.

My baby girl is three months old.  I'm afraid this means she's no longer a newborn and more like just a plain old baby.  Not that there's anything wrong with that!
This past month Lyla has become a completely different baby.  She's finally filled out and I love her newly rounded belly, cheeks, arms and legs.  My favorite is the little roll she has at her wrist....I love to hold her little hand and kiss that tiny wrist when she's nursing and reaching up at my shirt collar.
The other [amazing] news is that "the books" were right--colic really does subside after three months!  Now I don't want to go and jinx it....but as the days goes back Lyla seems to be happier and happier.  She giggles and coos and smiles.  She still cries.  Today she had a meltdown that brought me back to a month ago (when the meltdowns happened multiples times a day, EVERY day) and it reminded me how far we've come.  I'm finally getting back to reality.  I feel like I can leave the house again.  Just in time for spring!

Lyla's learning to hold her toys.  She lays on her play mat and bats at the rattles and loops that hang above her.  She'll occasionally roll from her belly onto her back.  I like to think she's super talented for her age.

She also will look at herself in the mirror and smile--too cute!!  She looks at her self with such a flirtatious little grin like "Heeeey cutie..."  Every once and a while she'll even giggle a bit with her grin.  Love!  I'm still working on getting a photo of this.  Darn babies.  I swear she turns off that smile the second she sees the camera!  Here's one I caught with my phone the other day (blurry and bad quality... but the biggest smile I've captured so far!)

Part of me wishes she could stay this age forever.  But it's also so exciting to watch her grow and learn new things everyday.  So I guess it's a win-win...not that I have a choice!

xo

Jayme