How do I describe how quickly time is flying? I feel like I’m on a treadmill that is going too fast and I can’t keep up, yet there are no buttons to slow it down or stop it!
Amelia’s next doctor’s appointment is a month away, so I’m not sure of her measurements, but she’s mainly wearing 6-9 month clothing, some 3-6 month clothing, and size 2 diapers.
- Being outside
- Crawling everywhere
- Swinging in the hammock swing with Mommy
- When Daddy gets home from work
- Jumping in the Jumperoo
- Going for walks
- Story time
- Chewing on everything
- Reading books
- Being tired
- Getting ready for/going to bed
- Sitting still
- Loud noises
- Unfamiliar people
- Getting dressed/having her diaper changed
Places she visited:
- Kentucky, Tennessee, Georgia and Florida
- Disney World!
- The park
- The usuals (Target, church, the library)
Amelia does not sit still. We completely skipped the “sitting up nicely and playing with toys” stage that so many people told me about, and went straight to crawling. She’s been crawling for a month and a half now, and I have a feeling that she’s not too far from walking. She’s pulled herself up to a standing position one time, and has been trying so hard to do it again. We have baby proofed a good portion of our house, but I can’t leave her alone in a room — she goes straight to the outlet covers, laptop cords, TV stand, etc. Basically, anything that’s not a toy or book ;).
Sleep is hit or miss right now. If you’d asked me three days ago how it was going, I’d say great. For the past few months (once her bottom teeth were through), she’s been sleeping 12 hours at night consistently, going down around 6 pm and waking up around 6 am. But the past two nights have been interesting. She’s waking up in sad, sad tears every couple of hours, and only wants to sleep on me or near me. She’s going through the 6th leap (according to the The Wonder Weeks app) and teething, so I’m guessing it’s a combination of pain and nighttime separation anxiety? She sleeps perfectly fine once she’s on my chest, so even though it’s not ideal, we’ve slept like that off and on the past two nights. Thankfully, she sleeps fine in her crib during naps. She’s still taking three naps a day, with 2 – 3 hours of awake time between each one.
Food-wise, Amelia’s drinking four bottles a day, and has now graduated to two “meals” a day, at breakfast and at dinner. We’re still doing purees. I’ve tried giving her finger foods (avocado and banana) a couple of times, and all she does is squish it in her hand, look at it, and throw it on the floor or put it in the pocket of her bib, ha! She’s not a big eater, and I’ve thrown away quite a bit of her leftover purees. But food before one is just for fun, right? That’s what I tell myself!
She can now get herself into a seated position on her own, babbles and squeals frequently, and is less apprehensive with new people who hold her, unless she’s overly tired.
We threw our first party for Amelia over the weekend and I think it was the first time I’ve really felt like a parent. She was baptized on Sunday, and we hosted a brunch at our house afterwards. I did have help with the food (thanks to my mom, mother-in-law and sister!), but it felt like such an adult thing to do, to throw a party for our daughter. Is it funny that I feel that way at 27?
At eight months postpartum, I’ve been thinking more and more about my birth experience. It was such a special time for me, but there are a couple of things that really bothered me. I used to feel guilty for being bothered, since the baby and I are both healthy, but after watching ‘The Business of Being Born’ on Netflix and listening to ‘The Birth Hour’ podcast, I feel like my concerns are justified. It just makes me think about what I’d like in the future!
This next month will bring Mother’s Day, and hopefully more beautiful weather and time spent outside!