four month old baby blues

Four months have come and gone already in this little man's life. It's been four months of a quiet, calm, contented baby and a mom whose hormones have been ALL over the place. This past week is actually the first week in awhile where I have felt fairly normal on the emotional scale. Bless my poor husband and daughters hearts. For awhile there I was really putting them through the wringer. Not to mention my mom and sisters who were on the other end of some terrible venting sessions on more than one occasion.

But ALAS, I am feeling pretty good again! Thank you, Jesus.

Now how about my Ephraim? Someone is growing like crazy right now. This week he has finally discovered he has a voice and he isn't afraid to use it. Don't let that precious little face and those kind, round eyes fool you...he can scream like a banshee now if he's not getting picked up when he wants to be or if he is in his favorite place in the world: the car. I'm still waiting on him to get over the carseat thing. The crying in the car has to be the very worst.

I think some of the new crying and attachment to mama might also be coming from some pain in those little gums. He's been drooling and sucking on his hands and blanket like crazy. Thankfully this hasn't prevented him from keeping up his full nights of sleep. He's an angel when it comes to sleeping! He's also turned into a thumbsucker this month. No more pacifier, which I am thankful for. Losing those stupid things and then frantically having to search them out with a screaming baby in the background is no beuno.

He is starting to interact more with his sisters and that is really fun to watch. The way his face will either light up or his eyes will turn to panic when they approach is hilarious. Olivia always says, "I just can't help it mom. He is just so cute!" haha...they are in LOVE with him. This could be the reason he can't hardly stand to be alone these days unless he is napping. He always has someone in his face entertaining him. I feel like I am a broken record of, "back off. be gentle. get out of his face. willow! don't poke his eyes! don't squeeze. careful with your kisses." Seriously. 24/7. I have to remind myself they are just showing their affection....and it's an affection they just can't contain because that's how much they love him. And really, there are worse things in life than being loved to much :) Honestly...could you blame them?