I can’t lift on my bum, but…
I made my first steps! With mommy holding me, of course, but for the first time I knew what I am supposed to do with my legs, meaning… steps. Yeeeeee!!!! Soon I’ll be independent and I won’t need anybody to carry me where I want, if they can understand where I want.
The rest of the day… nothing new to tell you. I am the happy baby, until I want something. And I make myself heard. I still don’t eat well, drink is OK, and still don’t sleep the whole night.