Six Months - Yes, Really

Little Sprout is officially half a year old today!  Our sweet girl is amazing me every day with her newfound skills and happy spirit.

 This month, the girl decided to speed things up and mastered the art of sitting up independently, crawling, and pulling herself to a precarious standing position in her crib, all within the space of two weeks.  

 The siblings are starting to realize that they had better put away their stuff or baby sister might get a hold of it and destroy it!  Little Sprout loves demolishing pancakes, bread slices, crackers, and pretty much any food she can get her hands on.

 She has some favorite toys now - this IKEA bear being one of them.  She also has a yellow Toad (of Super Mario fame) that the Nerd gave her way back at Christmas.  She loves that thing - slobbery legs and arms are evidence of that.  Little Sprout is also becoming quite attached to a certain animal-print blanket.  Of course, it is a thick, fleecy blanket - so perfect for summertime.

This is the face of a definite mama's girl.  She loves her daddy and grandparents too, but if I am in the room, she wants me.  Unfortunately, breast feeding has become a bit of an issue this month.  She still loves nursing and hates bottles, but at the beginning of this past month, she decided she didn't like one of my breasts and chose to only nurse on one side.  I've tried hard to keep my milk supply up, but I can tell it is quickly diminishing.  I think it will soon be time to wean, but stubborn baby girl hates bottles and refuses to take them.  Anyone have any good ideas on going from breast to bottle?  My other kiddos never had any trouble with it, although this is the longest I have ever been able to nurse one of my children.  

Ah, my heart aches as I look at these pictures, knowing how fast they grow up!  I will try to hold fast to the moment today...

Dear Spud

Dear Spud,

We had an agreement. Many times you nodded your cute little head and smiled cheerfully up at me while I instructed you to take your time growing up and to not rush toddlerhood. I explained to you that you were my baby and that you could be my baby as long as you wanted.

And you were doing a pretty good job of adhering to your promise until this week. I took you to the doctor for your nine-month visit (albeit at ten months old) where Dr. Leslie informed me that you were a happy and healthy little guy. She showed me several charts to explain your growth, noting that you were now a whopping 19 pounds! Then she went on to say that perhaps in the next few months, you might start trying to pull up on tables and things and even "walk" around furniture. Apparently you took that as a challenge, for not long after we got home, I was amazed to find you had pulled yourself up in your crib.

Throughout the rest of the day, you continued to show off your new skill, pulling up on the couch, the table, and anything else that looked sturdy enough to hold your weight. The next day, you started to walk around the furniture, easily moving from couch to bookshelves to chair. May I remind you that you are only ten months old?? You have plenty of time to do all these crazy grown-up things, Spud!

Someday you may wonder why Mommy took so long to cut your adorable curly hair. Ahh, that is still a "baby" thing I can keep for at least a little while longer. I am afraid that if I cut those gorgeous curls, your hair will grow back all straight and suddenly you will look like a toddler. I'm not ready to give my baby up yet!

So, we had an agreement, Spud. I'm just reminding you to stop growing up so fast.

Love, Momma

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