Today we were at yoga and she rolled over to her belly, so I moved her hands out in front of her...to give her some tummy time. And pow! She rolled over the other way!
She also can sit up now with minimal help: just holding her hands. And she LOVES to sit up. She is trying to do it on her own constantly...jutting her little chin forward and forcing her upper back up. Between that and how much she kicks her legs, she's got abs of steel under that buddha belly.
She's a happy baby. Save for night-time. She's been into being carried around the past week. She loves to look over the shoulder, so she can chew on your yours as she takes the view in. She fights sleep. She always has and now she's older and more of a fighter. She also wakes up every time you try to leave her in the crib... We'll figure it out sooner or later. It's kinda hard when the routine never gets established. And we're always on the move. Next weekend we're heading to Houston! We need to get Harper her own frequent flyer number!
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