Friday, November 7, 2008

time flies

This is how it happens. You decide that it's the right time to have a baby. You get pregnant. You are elated, miserable, joyous, hungry, not hungry, bloated, emotional, crazy, so so so happy. You are handed a beautiful baby girl. She is wonderous. She makes you crazy. Every little part of you hurts. You never knew life could be so full. You feel like you are split into tiny pieces. You are sleep deprived, an emotional wreck. You are a new parent. You feel like you'll never get it all down. It will always take you two hours to get ready to head out the door. Life stops. The baby smiles. She spits up. She knows your face. Your heart expands so much it is stretching the limits of your ribcage. You settle in. You sleep six hours - IN A ROW. You rush to the baby's side to see if she's still breathing. You learn the new normal. You begin to venture out without a battle plan. You feel good. Naps seem to be normalizing. You are normalizing. Life is normalizing.

And before you know it, it's been eight months.

She is beautiful.
She is crazy, very much like her parents (AND GRANDPARENTS).

She is sweet.
She likes to eat: potatoes, yams, applesauce, apricots, peaches, bananas, peas, green beans, cereal, mango, raspberries, blueberries, carrots.

She loves to feed herself rice crackers and very very very soft bits of potato.
She still has terrible nap habits (30-minute nap, anyone?).
She is smart.
She continues to do the army belly crawl.

She loves to play with her toys (Monty the Bear, Lulu the Monster, her phone, her keys, her chewy dragonfly, and her foam blocks are the current favorites).
She can usually be found either in momma's arms, daddy's lap, in her speedracer (walker to the rest of the world), or on the floor - attempting to reach those wily cats.
Though there have been several distinct signs, teeth still remain illusive.

She is a delight.

Here's to the next eight months.


















12 comments:

Kristi said...

She is just too precious for words! 8 to 9 months was my very favorite time of the first year!

My daughter didn't cut teeth until she was 13 months old (i was a late teether too)!! She got very good at gumming down her food lol.

The Wife said...

I love those crinkly nose smiles...I'm not sure how you stand it. She's seriously beautiful, friend. Love you much.

Amy said...

She's beautiful. Here's to having 8 month old babies!

Pickles and Dimes said...

OMG. She is so adorable! I love her!

She seems like she's a little ham for the camera. Is she giving a thumbs-up in the 8th picture? :)

And did you knit that brown hat with the cherries on it? SO CUTE.

wandering nana said...

She is so darn cute. It seems like you just had her.

Megan said...

Did you make that hat too? I LOVE it!

Heidi W. said...

8-9 months was my favorite time with Sami also.
I took so many pictures! I think this is when their personalities start to show through and they can better communicate with you. I love the hat!!!!

angelalois said...

I'm crying. Just want you to know. I love that little Baby Bean!

Also. I was hoping Clyde the Crocodile would get a shout out and he didn't. Poor Clyde.

artemisia said...

My absolute favorite pictures are Bean in the red hoodie, grinning, and the two of you, Bean in the hoodie, grinning. Love. Those. Pictures.

serenity now said...

She's a lovely baby, and your words captured the whirlwind adjustment to parenthood quite well. I thought my girls got especially cute beginning around this age--and it just gets better and better.

Kristen said...

I love to see the pictures... what a doll!

LaShaunna said...

Your little one is so cute! I love her smile! Daniel is 8 months now and it is such a fun time! The 30 minute catnap is also his favorite form of napping. So I feel for ya!