Annestyne is 3 months!

Another month has passed us, and per usual has flown by.

This month has been a month of a couple of changes for us! Annestyne is slowly saying goodbye to her colic. Hallelujah, praise Jesus. I felt like some days we would never see the light at the end Iof the tunnel when it comes to Colic, but it's here.. Or at least we're close. She is crying less and less everyday, and when she is crying it's more so to be held (which by the way is normal), or she wants the nahnahs.

We have recently encountered the big 3 month growth spurt. She is nursing like a champ still, and is growing at a perfect pace.

Annestyne now weighs 12.4lbs!

The first 3 months of breastfeeding are the hardest, and it has come and gone for us! I'm excited to continue my journey of breastfeeding with her!

I believe Annestyne will be like Hasting, and start popping teeth early. She's beginning to drool a ton, and her bottom gums are starting to swell a bit!

AT 3 MONTHS OLD ANNESTYNE:

❤️nurses to fall asleep every night

❤️ loves to be swaddled.

❤️ has found her hands and loves chewing on them!

❤️ still hates her car seat

❤️ smiles big smiles regularly

❤️loves looking in the mirror at herself

❤️ loves to watch her big brother

❤️ loves being worn in carriers

❤️ is a hot natured little girl

❤️ hates tummy time, which isn't enforced here

❤️ loves the vacuum cleaner

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