A Day In the Life of a Baby
Night Time: Family Sleep
Throughout the night my mommy and daddy toss and turn sending
ripples over the bed. I rise and fall to their movements—kind of like inside
mama those nine months—a roller coaster of good times! I’m only
four months old,
so I can’t sit-up or even rollover just yet, but I do try. I tell you, it is so
nice to be able to feel my parents' loving warmth as I go in and out of
dreamland throughout the night. My mama is always there to feed me her milk
when I feel like a snack.
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| How does that thumb taste? |
Morning Time
When my parents get up out of bed for the day, I like to
just lie there, like a lazy lout, watching their movements and listening to
their conversation. I can’t understand a word but it’s fascinating to watch
their lips, facial expressions and hand movements. With the help of body movments and the tone of their
voices, I feel like I understand somehow. When papa leans over to nestle
his face into my belly, I can’t help but squeal in delight. But sometimes I get
a bit zealous and grab his hair
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| I'm on my elbows! |
which causes him to say, “Hey, Anna, don’t pull
daddy’s hair, please. He hasn’t got much left as it is.” I smile and
begrudgingly let go, with prodding from dad’s finger. We play a lot of grab and
let go games since I can’t do much else—except kick!
