Things I don't want to forget

Hey, I'm on time this week!

Sophia has started saying "dadada" and "gagaga" in addition to her "bababa" she's been babbling for awhile now. She has also mixes them up into "gagadadga." I love it. I'm pretty sure I heard a "papapa" once, too!

She is on the move. The pack-n-play doesn't cut it anymore. We got one of those big plastic play-yard fences to put in our large living room. I can let her play and roll around while I cook dinner or clean the kitchen. I'm amazed at how much she moves. She has lunged and scooted some, but no real signs of crawling.

We have to retire the Bumbo. Sophia figured out how to get out of it. I am not exactly sure how she did it. I liked to have her sit with me when I was working in the kitchen, but earlier in the week, I had her there, turned to stir a pot, and when I turned back around, she was on the floor staring up at me flat on her back! I didn't hear a thing, so she must have done it gently, since it's a hard tile floor. I'm glad she didn't hurt herself. I now set up a little basket, just outside the kitchen door (where it's carpeted) with a few kitchen toys (her favorite is the egg separator).

She has become a very good eater, often eating two full stage 2 jars of baby food at a meal. She's gotten mashed up banana and sweet potato a few times and loved it, but she wasn't a fan of the avocado. I don't think I mashed it up enough. I'll have to try again sometime.

We bought and ordered a bunch of baby-proofing stuff. I cant believe we're going to need it all soon. We tried not to be too crazy about it, but it's still a lot - gates for the stairs and the fireplace, outlet covers, stuff for cords and such, cabinet locks. We have a lot of work to do!

I ordered DH a Bible for Father's day with his name engraved on it. I'm going to put a special inscription in it and, if I can manage to get it done, cross-stitch a bookmark with a special verse. Please feel free to leave your recommendations. I have a few in mind, but haven't decided yet. I really hope he likes it.

I took Sophia to my old school on Monday to see my former students. We both had a blast. Everyone thought she was beautiful (which she is, of course). It was good to see the kids and my former coworkers again. I really do miss having adults to talk to.

I guess that's all for now! We're either going to go to the pool or the library this afternoon. I haven't decided which one. We need to get out and have some fun!

Things I don't want to forget

So, while I was inspired last week, I let this Thursday come and go. Oops. It's never too late to remember, though, so here's my installment. It's been pretty exciting!

We took Sprout in for a weight check and after months of worrying, she is doing great! She went from the 14th percentile at her 6 month check (which was okay, but still needed a little monitoring to make sure she stayed on track), to the 24th this week. Wow! I'm so relieved that I can relax a little in terms of her eating. She's been trying to drop a nursing session and now I'm going to let her. That makes mommy happy, too, as I feel like I can't do much because I spend my entire day feeding her!

Sophia is on the move! She figured out this week that she can roll to get somewhere. She is loving it. I'm scared, because this is just the beginning of mobility, I know, but I love seeing her have so much fun rolling all over the floor getting toys that are scattered everywhere. She also sticks her bottom up in the air and tries to inchworm a little. Once she figures out how to get up on her hands, it's all over!

She is not napping very well. I don't know if she's already ready to drop a nap or she's just decided that she's going to protest more. I think I need to crack out that Ferber book again and figure out what to do because we've had one too many failed naps to explain away. Something is changing.

She now loves peek-a-boo. She has never cared about it before, even though I've been trying it since she was a few weeks old. She always just stared at me blankly. Now, she thinks it's the best game in the whole world. When daddy hid behind pillows and popped up to say "boo!" the other night she thought it was the most hilarious thing she'd ever seen. It is so cute!

The other day I was holding her up by her hands in a standing position, which she has always loved. For the first time, on her own initiative she started taking steps. She wants to walk!

Yesterday, daddy bought her first piano - the little one that you pound the keys to hit the xylophone. She loves making noise. She definitely did not need another toy, but dad couldn't resist.

She is beginning to show signs of separation anxiety. Not too thrilled about that. It's not terrible yet, but if I'm in the room and leave, she fusses, even if she's with DH. She can be distracted out of it most of the time, but it's still no fun. I think this may be the source of some of our napping issues since she's also been protesting bedtime much more lately.

That's all I can think of right now, even though I feel like there is so much more. It's been a full week!

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Living WIth a Pediatrician

So, DH is a pediatrician. He is not officially our little girl's pediatrician, but he's still the first line of defense. This has its many advantages and disadvantages.

On the plus side:

1. And this is the biggest one - he can tell me when something is worth worrying about, or more often, completely normal. Bumps, rashes, odd stools, whatever. Being able to text DH about a poop question is pretty handy. How many other people send their DH's messages that say, "poop has been getting runnier all day, should I be worried?" and get a response, "Probably just from her cold. As long as they aren't more frequent, no need to worry."

2. Medicine: He can tell me when to up the dose on Zantac or whether this is an appropriate occasion for Tylenol. He even ran out to get Motrin when she first started teething because she was now officially six months old and he thought it would help more. When it says, "consult pediatrician," he's very handy.

3. He has connections. Need an appointment? No problem. Just want someone to take a quick peak into the ears? Just swing by the office. Want to weigh her? Come by around lunch time. He can get a prescription or an extra bulb syringe or just a second opinion about mundane baby stuff.

The downside:

1. He sees really, really sick babies. This means that a) He tells me about them, which makes me sad and concerned and b) He tends to jump to conclusions sometimes and worry about a worst-case-scenario that would have never crossed my mind. It's kind of like on our honeymoon when my legs hurt from wearing heels all day the day before and he was all worried about blood clots. It can stress me out.

2. No rule bending: If it says for 9-months and older, then we wait until she's 9 months. I wanted to try giving her some puffs or other finger foods, but no dice. He says she's fine and there's no hurry and I know he's right, but still. No snuggling in bed or bumpers or loveys or mirrors in the car...you get the idea.

3. He works a lot. His practice is very busy and he works on rotation with the other physicians to cover the hospital, too. When he's on call, he attends c-sections and has to go in when a child comes into the ER and has to be admitted. He works some weekends and a lot of holidays.

There are plenty more, I'm sure, but those are the first things that come to mind. In general, I feel very blessed to have an "expert" in the house. He also says that Sprout and I have made him a better doctor in a lot of ways. I hope that's true. Maybe some of our struggles help other mommies get better help and advice from their pediatrician!

Things I don't want to forget

So, the amazing Shannon over at Double the Blessings, Twice the love (sshannonlea-baby.blogspot.com) started "Things I Don't Want to Forget Thursdays" (TIDWFT). I'm hoping that this will be an inspiration to me to actually blog every week. So here are a few amazing things that our little girl has been doing this week.

She started shaking her head like she's saying, "No." I don't think she's trying to communicate anything, but it is adorable. I have a feeling that when it actually does mean something, I might not think it's so cute, though.

She actually started eating green beans willingly. She had been boycotting green veggies, but I continued offering a little bit to her every meal. Over the last couple of days she decided they weren't so bad and has been eating more of them. I hope this trend continues. I was worried she was going to turn orange from the carrots and sweet potatoes.

She's trying to figure out how to move. She sticks her bottom up in the air and wiggles around and has figured out how to inch-worm a little bit, though she can't really control the direction too well. I'm scared of what the next step will be!

And very exciting to me is that she finally decided to babble a bit. When she's mad, we hear "nananananana." When she's happy, "babababababa!" She found her voice a long time ago and can be pretty expressive with those vowel sounds, but I'm glad she is throwing some consonants in there now.

Thank you for the inspiration, Shannon. The change so much all the time, it's sometimes hard to believe that just a few months ago, she was just learning to hold her head up.

Seven Months Old

When did that happen? There always seems to be so much to say and so little time!

Sprout is sitting up quite well, now, though it now startles her when she tips over and gets her upset sometimes. DH set her up in her crib a couple of nights ago and she fell over and hit her head. Scared me to death because she didn't let out the big wail I was waiting for. She didn't move. I think she was just stunned, though, because when he picked her up, she was all smiles. Didn't even phase her. Go figure.

She just started a few little babbles. Finally! She's been using her voice for a long time, but she's starting to throw a few consonants into the mix. Mostly it's "bububububu!" She's also doing this funny scooting thing when she's trying to get to a toy. It only gets her a couple of inches at a time, but it scares me. I realize that she's going to be mobile before too long and I am soooo not ready for that!

Her hair has almost completely turned a sandy blond color now. I never saw that coming. She was born with thick dark brown hair. It turned a little red for awhile and now it's blond. She still has a little dark patch at the nape of her neck, though, which cracks me up. Her bald spot is almost filled in now, too. It's looking a lot like my hair as a child. That secretly makes me happy because she looks so much like DH, I am happy to see a little more of me in her. I also expected her eyes to turn brown, and perhaps they will, but for now, they are still mostly blue-gray, with a few flecks of gold or green. They are beautiful, of course.

And, at last, she is gaining weight well (Yay!). She weighed in at 15 pounds, 12 ounces just after her 7 month-day, which is a solid weight gain. We'll take her in for the official weight check in the next couple of weeks. Breastfeeding is great. I'm scared to say that because I'm worried I'm setting myself up for another problem, but this is how it's supposed to be. We had a little hiccup earlier this week when she decided to try out her two new chompers while nursing a few times. Ouch! But I think we have it under control for the moment. I fear the top teeth coming in, though.

I am often overwhelmed with how much I love that little girl. She is just so adorable and wonderful. Her smiles and laughs just make me melt sometimes. I love seeing the little personality that is starting to develop and I wonder more and more about the little girl and young woman she will become.

My Happy Baby

Sophia did not smile early. I read and read about people's babies smiling at them at 6 weeks and how their two month olds greeted them with smiles every morning. I was sad. I felt like I must be doing something wrong or that I was a bad mom. She didn't smile. We got a few fleeting ones here and there, but they were random and never directed at us. She didn't really interact with us much at all unless she was nuzzling so that I would feed her. She reacted to toys sometimes, but didn't seem to care that much about people.

We went to her four month appointment and expressed our concerns to her pediatrician. My pediatrician husband started looking at her and saying things like, "Please don't be autistic." (Not that we would love her any less or that she showed any other signs. He even admitted then that he was over analyzing and that such delays can be perfectly normal and not mean anything.).

Two days after the appointment, a light went on. She was smiling at us. She was happy when we walked into the room. She lit up at the dog more than anything, but I try not to take that personally. He is a pretty funny-looking dog. Then began the laughs. She laughs she squeals. She is a happy baby. Two months later, I know something is wrong when she doesn't smile. At her six month appointment, her doctor marveled at how she was a completely different baby.

We loved her through it all, even when I spent day after day, just trying to stop her from crying or get her to sleep. From the day she was born, people have commented on how her big wide eyes were always checking things out. It turns out that she just took a little extra time to warm up. Maybe she just thought we were strange that whole time and finally figured out that we weren't that bad and really did try hard and love her, so she gave us a chance. Maybe they put something in the four month vaccines.

Whatever it was, we are thankful, because being a mom is so much fun now. I am so incredibly grateful to spend my days with her. DH comes home a little faster and makes it home for lunch more often and I fall in love all over again when I see him melt when she smiles at him. I know there will be many questions and difficult days ahead, but for right now, life is pretty good.