Well I'm gonna rave again at how grown up my baby is, and how round and cuddly and cute she is. She's a little ball of sweet love. She's fat all the way to her fingers, which are triangular sausages. Her thighs are wider than they are long. She has two rubber-bands on her wrist. I still can't count exactly how many chins she has. Her hair is thinning a bit - it looks like she still has the same amount of hair as she did when she was born, only now her head is twice the size! But she still has a long lock on the top that I can tie up in a band or clip, which looks really cute!
Why are babies so endlessly fascinating? Well, your own baby anyway! I love watching her discovery the world. I let her grab bits of paper I know I shouldn't let her have, just to watch her face as she screws it up and discovers what it's all about. She happy for me to take things off her still, though I know that will stop, so it's only now that I can let her explore these more dodgy items, like my phone, and books!
She is sitting up very confindently now, and she loves it. I am aware that now is the time when I have it damn easy - she can't crawl yet, so she's stuck there in one spot, but she's ten times happier sitting up than lying down, and she's content to sit there on her mat, surrounded by her toys for ages and ages, bascially until she's ready to eat or sleep. In the afternoons when Amy and Lena aren't here, she gets a bit bored and wants to be picked up and wants to watch everything I'm doing, but as soon as they get home, she's quite happy to sit there, gnawing on one toy or another, in the same room as them, just watching them. I warned them they're in trouble once she starts crawling - she is not going to leave them alone for a moment! She ADORES them, she is so excited when they come home. She flaps her arms and goes 'oooh oooh' when she sees something exciting, including them. They play with her, let her pull their hair and grab their faces, and jump up and down for her, which makes her giggle. Having big sisters rocks!
She can get herself from sitting to lying on her tummy, but doesn't roll over yet. I think I'll have to confiscate the activity gym! Start putting toys temptingly beside her. She sits in a baby chair next to the table while we eat, and systematically grabs things off the table to examine, chew and discard. We're getting good at getting up a collection of things for her to take, but she nearly got the knife the other day until Lena whipped it away! Boy, I've gotta start being more watchful again!
I think her idea of heaven is breastfeeding to sleep. She just looks like the most contented angel when she lies in my arms, eyes closed, hands up on 'her' booby like it was a sandwich, sucking deep and strong and filling her belly. My baby heaven is when she smiles. She has one grin where she sucks in her bottom lip, one wide grin with open eyes, and a big happy open-mouth smile with screwed up eyes, her face showing just pure joy - and all I did was say Hello, come back from being out of the room for a few minues, or play a game with her. So our dual heaven then must be the 'suck suck smile' game, when she sucks, looks up at me, waits for me to notice her looking (I have to be looking away for it to work), then she smiles. A few weeks ago, this would cause her to lose her grip, and then after she smiled, she's burrow back in to re-latch, curling her body around me, diving down into my body - in fact, I surmised that that was what she liked about it, that moment of cuddling in and re-attaching, like that first moment of pure relaxation and relief when you finally lie down in bed at night and completely relax. But now she has learned how to keep holding on to the nipple while she smiles, which is a whole different kettle of fish!