Fiona started off her 1oth week with new interest in her lower limbs. I suppose if one never uses their feet for walking, there's little reason to take notice of them for at least a few months. After sucking on her forearm for most of Sunday morning she must have wondered if there were any other intriguing body parts. That's when I noticed her; She was sitting upright, propped up against my bed pillows when she suddenly, and most distinctly, stared directly at her two feet as though she had never seen them before. Like a cat studying a shadow on the floor she ever so slightly bobbled her ovesized head from side to side while focusing intently on ten little toes. They wiggled, she watched. After a minute she extended a hand but came just short of actually touching these fabulous new parts. She let her hand drop but apparently not in disapointment since she immediately grinned and squeaked, letting her head tuck into her chest and her eyes peer up all silly at me. To think if I had run to the bathroom when I had this rare opportunity of calm I would have missed the most momentous event of the day.
Aside from that sweet moment miss Fiona was back to her old ways. I think the immunizations must have tired her out for a bit, then colicky baby was back. Today we spent way too long in and out of the Babys 'R' Us "Mother's Room", with me trying to calm her feeding, changing, or holding, only to find her screaming two minutes outside the door. It took quite a bit shooshing, swaying, swaddling, and sucking to get her settled in bed tonight. (See grumpy Fiona above) The saving grace is, when behind the door of Mother's Room it's like being inducted into some battled-scarred, mommy club where everyone shares horror stories, advice, courteously oohs and awws over how cute the other's babies are, and for a brief time, there is, non-electronic mail, adult conversation in my day (albeit baby related).
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