Emotional Roller-coaster. (Hers, not mine.)

After Saturday I thought there were about 15 undiagnosed things wrong with my child. We were around a lot of different people and she pretty much cried the entire time. And since everyone loves her so everyone was quick to try to figure out what was bugging the 12-pound screaming machine.

She's just been really fussy lately. She'll be three months (how did that happen?) on Wednesday, and even though she smiles now more than ever she also seems to be getting increasingly uncomfortable.

We went to the doctor today so I could rule out any thing I might be missing. And absolutely nothing is wrong with her. Her doctor said she might have very mild reflux, because she's thrown up a few times the last two weeks, but was hesitant to prescribe medicine unless it continued to get worse. (This is why I love that doctor.)

I think I'm starting to realize that Adelyn, like her mother, is just an emotional gal. When she's happy she's happier and cuter than any Gerber baby out there, and when she's not, well, she will do everything in her power to let you know. As my sister commented, this will probably make for some really fun years when she's a teenager. For now, I'm learning that Adelyn is happiest when she is constantly distracted. A few minutes on the floor, a few minutes walking around, a few minutes in her swing, a few minutes with her paci, a few minutes playing mimic-mommy's-face. Unless she's sleeping or eating, she just wants to move.

I will probably get some how-dare-you e-mails from this because some people put Bumbo Seats down there on the list with blowing smoke in your baby's face and not putting them in a car seat, but I have to post the following picture. I put Adelyn in her friend Kennedy's Bumbo last week just as an experiment and she loved it. So I had to buy one. We're only using it for a few minutes at a time (see above), but she can hold her head up and look around and wave her arms and if she likes it, than I do, too.