Miscellaneous

It's crazy how fast time passes now.  I'm still confused that it's winter -- shouldn't we be in August right now, maybe September? 

In any case, Peach continues to grow and grow. She turned 8 months today!  I can't believe it's been so long -- or that it's been so fast.  I just packed up some of her gender-neutral preemie clothing for a neighbor, whose son and daughter in law just had a 5 pounder.  I kept looking at these itty bitty clothes that were just immense on her during her first weeks of life.  She's gone from 4 lbs to 19 lbs, 19 inches to 27 inches, <3 percentile to 70th.  It's nuts. 

In the last week, she's become a different baby.  She's almost crawling -- up on her hands and knees and rocking -- although she still rolls around the room to get where she needs to go. She loves to play "up," where she holds my fingers and I pull her up (but have been letting her do an increasing amount of work) to her feet.  She's nowhere near steady, but likes to look around. 

What I'm loving the most is the communication.  I'd taught her "Pat-a-Cake" -- if I put my hands up, she would put her hands to mine.  But now she's clapping, babbling, waving when we wave (I'm such a lawyer that I had to type "waive" twice before I realized that wasn't the right word), and we're working on Mama.  (Her babbling inflections sound like language, but nothing close to English.)  We've had hand signals for "I'm hungry" for over a month (she puts both of her hands together in front of her chest, then brings them up to her mouth over and over), but now there are signals for "pick me up" and "pull me up." 

Still no teeth, although it doesn't stop her from gumming up a storm.  She doesn't like Cheerios yet, although Matthew and I do, so we're going through Costco-sized boxes every two weeks.  She can eat the most revolting baby food -- pureed spinach and potatoes with no seasoning?  Blech -- but makes faces at fruits. 

Although she's under the weight limit for the papsan chair and swing, she became much to wiggly for either (besides, she's too long).   We got an amazing amount of use from them both, and I'm still in friend Nikki's debt for the sanity they've saved.

Peach loves -- and I mean loves -- her Magic Mozart Cube.  I'm absolutely sick of the tunes, but it's charming watching her study it and turn the instruments on and off.   

And amazingly -- she has an honest-to-god nursery now, and she sleeps in her crib.  Yes, we finally converted the den to a nursery and the living room to a den.  I've got one more piece of furniture to finish painting (it's been so darn cold in the garage) and then the nursery is absolutely, completely done.

However, even though she has a nursery and sleeps in her crib, I'm still not getting enough sleep -- and it's really showing right now.  I'd best head off to bed myself.