First things, first. Someone figured out how to get up on her hands and knees! Add in a dash of forward thrusting to get to toys and I believe by the 9 month post, she’ll be crawling! Holy crap. I guess I should start cleaning my floors and baby proofing.
Based on general crankiness and excess drool, I’m pretty sure we’ll also see a tooth before 9 months.
Remember when I rejoiced about how she’s interested in her feet but doesn’t pull off her socks? Forget I said that. Munchkin LOVES to pull off her socks. Thank goodness it’s getting warmer b/c I’m sure we’ll soon be struggling to keep socks on her for longer than 5 minutes.
While not the most accurate way to figure out how much she weighs, we did put her on our bathroom scale this morning and according to that she now weighs 15.6 pounds! Chunky monkey, indeed. It feels weird to not take her to the doctor’s office this month. I’m super happy that there’s no need for a visit but getting an accurate weight is a bonus!
Most days she’s down to a morning nap and an afternoon nap. She’s had a stuffy nose and a drainage cough for the past few days (the effects of ever changing weather and pollen) so she’s added that second morning/early afternoon nap back in. It’s never very long, so I almost feel silly counting it!
She’s also still a champ about sleeping through the night. She goes down at 7:30pm and usually doesn’t make a peep until 6:30am.
Her malaise has put her off to eating lately. But in general she’s still eating between 25-30 ounces of formula a day, along with solids at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Breakfast is usually fruit with oatmeal. Lunch is veggies with rice cereal. Dinner is some sort of pureed meat nastiness. (Pureed meat will never not be nasty to me.)
As for me, I’m still letting my emotions take control. Lately I’ve been having to bite my tongue when I see people post that they’re ready for their baby to come and they’re only 32 weeks pregnant. I want to scold them for being so selfish.
Or people who use “premature” as a shocker to get sympathy. I try to see both sides of the picture. But I have feelings…and opinions. Having a baby is difficult and super scary regardless of if you have that baby at 40 weeks, 36 weeks, or 30 weeks. But having an average sized, perfectly healthy baby at 36 weeks that requires no medical intervention and you get to take that baby home immediately (ie, no NICU stay), does not a premature baby make. To me (please recognize the operative), that’s an early baby. To be fair, I only get upset about babies born at 36 weeks and later being called premature. Anything before 36 weeks is too early and therefore, premature, in my book. I blame the inaccurate science of predicting gestational age. And baby websites/books. Some mark 36 weeks as full term and others mark 37 weeks. Also, emotions. I has them.
I’m surprised every day at Juliet’s progress. But I know that I’ll never stop comparing her to other babies. Some days the comparisons give me the sads and some days, the prouds.
Regardless, I love my little girl and that’s really all the matters, right?