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In Which I Finally Take Madi's 3 Month Pictures

Madilyn Rae
3 months and 2 weeks
approximately 9lbs 1oz, 21 inches

Here she is...her official 3 month photo! (I can't believe I actually got a smile - and that she fell asleep a few minutes later!!)
 So, I plugged Madi's weight and age into my little percentile chart, and it seems she is in the lowest 5th percentile. Honestly I don't know what this means except that she is small. Brooklyn at this age was already chunking out at a healthy 13 lbs. I don't remember how big Grayson was (and I don't feel like looking it up) but you can see in pictures he was rounding out nicely as well.  I wouldn't say I'm worried, but there is a little voice in the back of my head (yes, Mom, it's your voice!) keeping this at the forefront of my mind, so I'll bring it up at our next appointment. You do seem to be hitting all the age appropriate milestones, so I'm really not worried.

In the meantime, Miss Madikins, I enjoy your small stature! You are tiny and I just want to snuggle and baby you. I was always so excited/anxious for Grayson and Brooklyn to reach those milestones. You - I want you to take your time. Maybe it's because you are very likely my last baby. Maybe I am gaining wisdom in my (almost) 30 years. Maybe we are so busy running around with your brother and sister that our little times together really do help me to slow down and enjoy this crazy season of life!

P.S. I've got a great Halloween costume for you!
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