"Happy Girls are the Prettiest Girls"
-Audrey Hepburn
Little Miss O, you are a half-year old. Momma cannot believe it has been six months since she first held your little hand. You are every smile, every laugh, every great thing in my life. I feel like I've known you forever. It has been a ride more magical than I could have dreamed. Every morning I rush to your room and hope you'll flash me one of your gummy smiles. I love you more than words could ever do justice.
Weight: Little lady O is weighing in at 17 lbs 4 oz. She is exactly 10 lbs heavier than the day she was born. She has rolls upon rolls and I love it! It is incredibly difficult to keep from from squeezing her. And those cheeks! Ah, dreamy I tell ya.
Eating: I decided to wait until Liv turned six months to feed her any solids. So, she has been exclusively breastfed at home and fed expressed breastmilk at daycare. Thankfully for all of us she does well with breast and bottle. However, it is important to mention that she will take a bottle from anyone but me. She knows I have the goods and refuses to take anything else; the girl knows what she wants.
Wearing: All of her footie pajamas are size 9 M. Then she varies from 6-9 M to 9 M; sizing is a little loopy. Honestly, I think it all depends on the brand of clothing. So, I don't trust sizes in any way whatsoever.
Doing: She can ALMOST, almost sit completely unassisted. By this I mean that she sits all by herself for a few minutes till she decides she is over it and throws herself back (on purpose). It scares the living crap out of me; she just thinks it is the funniest thing ever and laughs. Oh, and it is absolutely important to mention that she now loves being on her tummy. She can roll over from tummy to back and back to tummy like a boss. The best thing about this? The way she smiles as if to say, "Yay, I did it, momma!" She is so proud of herself and I cannot help but applaud and squeal like a crazy momma. A crazy momma whose heart is about to burst with so much joy.
Sleep: The most dreaded topic of conversation, ever. Half of the time I feel like parents lie because they don't want to be the one to have the non sleeping baby. Well, here is the thing. Liv isn't a bad sleeper, actually she's a great sleeper. She goes down without a fuss and our routine is pretty much set in stone. The problem? She is an inconsistent sleeper. She will sleep trough the night for a few days and then go back to waking one to two times. It's like Russian roulette, and it is a total mind %$*@, if you know what I mean. This topic deserves an entire post of it's own, which it shall have. Because I know, like me, many mommas feel alone in this department.
Highlights: This past month has been an incredibly special one. Liv met her great grandfather (My maternal grandfather), she celebrated her first Christmas, and she slept through her first New Year's Eve Fiesta. Well, she woke up at around 11:40 but I was NOT about to let her get her party on. So, we spent the last twenty minutes of 2014 nursing. It was an incredible moment to share. As I sat there staring at my beautiful daughter I could not help but feel blessed. Our family is so blessed. And I cannot wait for all the moments to be made this year, I'm a mush, get over it.
Parent Moment: Even though I am well aware that there are many bumps and bruises in our future, I can't help but try my very hardest to keep my munchkin away from harm. Then I go to put her in the carseat and bump her head on the ceiling of the car. There weren't any tears (not from Liv, anyway). I cried the entire drive to daycare. I'm pretty sure those hormones haven't settled themselves (that is my story and I am sticking to it, tee hee).
This month has been so much fun (though I think I am going to be saying this every month of your entire life). To see your personality develop has been one of the best experiences of my life. I can already tell that you are a little Sassy McSassy Pants. For example, you have a fascination with water bottles. As soon as you see a water bottle YOU must reach for it and grab it. If I don't let you have it you put on a tantrum. There are screams, fake tears and a couple back throws (It is quite the scene). Oh, and excuse the poor quality of the photographs, they were taken with my phone (I had plans of uploading the ones from my camera, but exhaustion got the best of me, again).
Oh, and Liv has finally discovered the sticker on her onesie. Monthly photo sessions will never be the same again ;)
xo
Renata