the three-month explosion

what is happening to my baby? overnight, he has become HUGE and oh-so-grown-up. we had a little halloween shindig for him saturday night, and he was the life of the party. and then after the party, when i was getting him ready for bed, and he was surely worn out from all his sparkling socializing and the late hour: he rolled over. ta-da. he hesitated when he got on his side; i could see the wheels turning in his little head. "should i go back to my tummy? or should i keep going to my back?" finally, he teetered all the way over. the way i felt, you would think he just decoded the human genome or something.

and then, it seems, he felt obligated to keep right on developing all lickety-split-like. or maybe he's just a recognition 'ho, motivated by my disproportionate response to his first rollover. yesterday, he:

• did a push up in which his arms were completely straight
• pulled hair (both mine and justin's, at different times)
• laughed at a game played with him (bird's nest, eye winker...)
• spotted his kick-piano across the room and yelled at/for it (and then giggled when i put him under it)
• propelled himself across our bed on his tummy in a straight line in about 10 seconds (as opposed to his old method of throwing his head sideways and then wiggling his hips until they caught up, and then repeating this pattern about 20 times, and taking about 10 minutes) to get to his stunned mommy who barely caught him in time before he dove off the bed for the boobie

and then this morning on my way to work, justin called to advise me that he had just found milo, whom i had left on his back a few minutes earlier, on his tummy in the crib. i'm kind of in shock. we've got our hands full with a mobile baby a good two-three months earlier than i expected. holy crap.

i'd think he's been eating his wheaties if it weren't for the fact that he can't actually eat wheaties. we did switch his supplement last week to target's version of enfamil gentle-ease in a final effort to reduce his gas, which is both painful to him (although it makes his hips twitch in a dance that is comical to me) and a potential social problem for him as he gets older (and did i mention target's identical version is $10 cheaper than the original???). it does seem to help a little with the gas, but i don't think target (as much as i love them) can take credit for his developmental spurt.

i have so much on my heart - i want to write about my thoughts about other children, and about problems (maybe) with my iud, and about extended family, and the sometimes eroticism of birth, and about whether i should even be blogging right now, or if i should be doing it in this manner, but i just don't have any damn time.