
Baby Marissa is two months old today and to celebrate she slept for six hours straight last night! It was Lauren, however, that completely foiled me and woke up after Marissa's five hour mark, so I did not get the benefit of the longer stretch but hopefully Marissa will grace me with that again soon (tonight, please?) so I can reap the full benefits.
Marissa continues to be a calm, happy baby and that's really all I could ask for. She's finding her voice, experimenting with different sounds, and she smiles easily - it lights her whole face up. As Lauren did, Marissa loves the Einstein mat that plays music from overhead - she pumps her legs like she's dancing and then she gets mad at it when the music stops, it cracks us up. Her hair is falling out and is mostly gone in the front but what is left in the back stands on end and no matter how wet I make it, it just waves around up there.
Lauren talks to Marissa all the time and lately has been calling her what I thought was "sweetie pie" in a special, reserved-just-for-Marissa, high-pitched voice. At some point yesterday while I was feeding Marissa, Lauren was talking to her and I realized she was calling her "sweetie potty". I guess this is a term of endearment? And then this morning, she was calling to Rob from another room and was addressing him as "Sager". On both occasions, I ended up laughing so now she's probably going to do it all the time. Oh well, it could always be worse, right?













