In comparison to Layla you can feel the strength in his grip, the kicking of his feet and the strength in his suck that she never had. Watching him hold his head up off his mom's chest at this age feels way too young for me but only because I never knew what "normal" was.
It's funny watching my brother and sis-in-law rock Layla. They've got it pretty down where she'll calm down in their arms most of the time, which has been a great help for me. But after my brother's first half hour he was complaining about his arms being sore. So my sister tried and same thing. Obviously my arms have developed certain muscles that I can rock her for extended periods of time. I'm not saying I'm the hulk or anything. I definitely have my limits and have hurt neck, arms and back all the time. Though for her age she could weigh quite a bit more than she does.. Thank goodness she doesn't. It makes me think about what the coming months will bring. If the only way to calm her is to rock and she gets bigger and longer.. We're going to need to find some contraption to help. We saw online someone built their child (with SMA) a swing that had a flat bed for them to lay on. I think we are going to need to copy this idea soon.
This morning I tried taking Layla in the bath with me instead of her infant tub that she is too long for. Didn't go too well. She gets really upset and afraid when she doesn't feel fully supported by you. I'm not sure what that is. I was hoping she'd like the feeling of being weightless and I could let her sort of float around the tub. Good practice for if we start hydrotherapy. Didn't work as I planned, this time anyways.
Well, it's beautiful weather and we're off to a retro car festival today. Should be a good time with the gang. I miss having these guys around all the time.
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