Whenever I write one of these updates, I always think, “Well, that was our best month yet!” Then, during the next month, Little B seems to get even cuter and does even more amazing things. Someone recently told me that “every age is your favorite.” True statement.
At her 9 month doctor’s visit earlier this week, B weighed in at 17 pounds, 15 oz and was almost 27 inches long. She is wearing 9 month sized clothing, but I feel like I need to start stocking up on the next size soon, because she is seems to get bigger every day!
In addition to her first ride in an airplane and out-of-town trip, B took her first trip to the zoo, this pas month.
Taking a break from animal watching with granny
Both B and the gorilla were completely unimpressed with each other
She also tried out a swing at the park for the first time (hated it) and had her first taste of Pop’s water ice and ice cream (loved it).
We finally have a forward crawler on our hands! She resembles a crab when she does it, scooting on her butt with her knees alongside of her. Still, she gets where she is going—and quickly, too! The first time I saw her do it, I cried. Something about seeing the back of her little head as she made her way toward the front door made me think about those times in the future when she’ll walk out the door and away from us, all by herself (Seriously. What is wrong with me?). She can pull herself into a standing position pretty easily now, so we finally lowered the crib. She likes when we hold her hands and walk her across the floor and has even taken a few tentative steps while holding onto furniture or a railing.
An outtake from our 9 month photo session. She is keeping us on our toes, for sure!
B seems to recognize quite a few words. For example, if we ask her to wave, clap or kiss, she eagerly shows us her stuff. The latter is my favorite! She sticks out her bottom lip and plants it right on ours or the nose of a stuffed animal. Similarly, if we say, “where are your balloons?” (the mobile above her crib) or “where’s Tracy?” she knows just where to look. “Ma-ma” is still one of her favorite sounds. She uses it a lot when she is frustrated about something, but there have been quite a few occasions lately when I think she actually associates it with me.
Some of her favorite activities include playing peek-a-boo (particularly when we sit in the rocking chair in her room and she can grab the curtain to hide behind), rolling/chasing a ball across the floor, knocking over stacks of blocks and taking objects out of boxes or bags and throwing them on the floor (she hasn’t attempted to put them back in yet, which makes me think she is going to be messy like her mama). She bangs away on the piano at my mom’s house and “dances” (i.e. bobs her head and the top half of her body up and down) when she hears a song that she likes. Rock music, like what they play on WMMR, is her favorite and will even lull her to sleep when she is having a fussy moment in her car seat. Of course, like most kids, she seems to prefer objects that are not toys. The remote control and my purse and make-up bag seem to be an endless source of fascination for her right now, which has given us the opportunity to start teaching her the meaning of the word “no.” She gets it most of the time, but it’s absolutely not her favorite thing to hear.
New foods this month included scrambled egg yolks and toast. She likes combinations of things, like oatmeal and yogurt or squash and peas, mixed together. Surprisingly, one of her favorite mixes has been banana, beet and blueberry. It seems like a bizarre combination and beets are kind of an acquired taste, but she can’t seem to get enough of it. We have also been teaching her how to drink out of a cup with a straw. Most of the time, she does pretty well. Sometimes, though, she just likes to play. She’ll take a huge gulp of water and then let it all dribble out of her mouth, grinning like a crazy person the entire time.
B is down to just three bottles a day. On one hand, I’m grateful that she dropped her pre-bedtime bottle so easily, as I have heard that that one can be the most challenging. But, I do miss those moments of extra snuggle time that we used to have when she would fall asleep in my arms afterwards. It feels like little bits of her babyhood are slipping away little by little. I have no complaints about the fact that she continues to be a stellar nighttime sleeper, however. She usually goes down between 7 and 7:30 p.m., after songs and stories, and sleeping until about 6 a.m.
Looking forward to what the next month will bring. We are three-fourths of the way to one!