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Heads up!

 *(WARNING:  These pictures will be HUGE because the occasion calls for it.)*

Heads up, people!  Bug has accomplished yet another milestone.  At 3 months and 4 weeks, she is holding her head up while on her tummy.  I'm assuming that most babies have already done this by Bug's age, but every time I've ever put her down for tummy time and placed a baby pillow under her chest to help her, she just stared at the ground, never lifting her head up.  So when I went back to work, I asked Grandma and Daddy to help her achieve this milestone of holding her head up and looking forward while on her tummy.  Little did I know that she was just waiting for the right time to surprise me...and boy, did she surprise me!  Last night, after her afternoon nap, I put her on her tummy, with the baby pillow to help her out and as I waited for her head to fall forward (as usual), I saw her eyes focus in on one of the images on her tummy time mat and there it was...she never bowed her head down again.  YAAAAAY, BUUUUUGGGGG!  Oh, I couldn't stop laughing.  Daddy was in the other room probably wondering why I was so excited since earlier that day he'd already seen her do this.  Of course, in two seconds, I became that mom...you know...the one who called both grandmas right away to brag that their little Ella Bug had finally gotten over her laziness!  Wahoo!


Look at that cute little bottom and those chunky "little" legs!



Concentrating on a picture...

Then when Bug and I went to keep Daddy company in the other room, I propped her up against some pillows and held a rattle in front of her, hoping she would grab it.  Until last night, she would just stare at it and I'd have to place it in her hand.  Last night, she gave it a good, long stare and grabbed it.  THEN she even looked at it as she attempted to place it in her mouth!  YAAAAAAY, BUUUUUGGGGG!  




*Bonus videos:


I guess I know what Bug is going to be like- she'll do things at her own time, when she feels like it, not when Mommy and Daddy would like for her to do it.)  GREAT.   :P
God Bless,
Kat


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