You are eight months old today! (Pardon the yellow nose. Apparently, the beta-carotene in baby food gets deposited in their skin and makes them turn colors- proof below.)
Mommy simply can not believe how fast you are growing and changing. You are the most precious thing and grow sweeter and sweeter as each day passes. Every day, you help remind me of the small things that make life so special! It melts my heart when you smile, bashfully shrug your shoulders up to your ears, and burrow your face into my shoulder. That simple line of gestures makes me feel like a mommy. A protector. A guardian. A caretaker.
It's crazy how having you in my life has changed me and my world. I feel like I live my life as a better person with a whole new meaning and a more definite purpose. Daddy's world has changed, too. He is now only referred to as "daddy" and that simple name change has created a more gentle, yet protective, demeanor. He absolutely adores you. He likes to make you smile and with that, comes lots of voice changes and imitations that even make mommy giggle. Thanks for bringing out that "side" of daddy. Every morning, he literally drops on all fours and sneaks up on you while you are getting your first diaper change of the day. As he slowly appears between the rails of your changing table, you giggle and squirm like crazy. Which, causes much stress on mommy as I am trying to get you clean and fresh in a new diaper. But you are teaching me patience!
For the past eight months, besides the occasional roll, you have not been very mobile. Which has allowed me to not have to really "baby-proof" every inch of the house. But things are changing and you are on the brink of being a full-fledged crawler, very close but not quite there yet. You are the cutest darn thing to watch. You sit up completely by yourself and have now started to fall forward, maneuver your legs behind you (sometimes getting one leg stuck and relying on mommy's intervention), and pull yourself towards your new favorite toy...the remote! You start at one end of your blanket and very quickly flip, flop, turn, roll, and pull yourself to the other side. This newfound "hobby" of yours has made mommy get on all fours and crawl around to make sure there is nothing on the floor that you would, ever so quickly, stick in your mouth. Why on earth does EVERYTHING go directly into the mouth? We're in trouble when you actually start crawling because our floor plan wasn't designed for baby gates!
You probably weigh close to 17 pounds now. I think you look very proportioned! And your head is still this perfectly round circle. When you were first born, everyone's first comment was that your head was perfectly shaped. When shopping for sunglasses, we will make sure to find angular shaped glasses to best compliment your round face. Anyway. You still only have two teeth that you cut very early; and don't seem to be working on any more right this moment. Your hair changes from light to dark to red to straight to curly. I have no clue what you are going to have to "deal with" when you're older. But I guarantee that whatever you end up with, you'll want the other! It's just human nature.
You still get breastmilk four times a day. But now you also get three meals a day and 2-3 ounces of water from your sippy cup. You have really caught on to the sippy cup and it serves a dual purpose because it really entertains you for at least 15 minutes. Thank God for spill-proof sippy cups...because if they weren't spill-proof, your daddy would have you wearing a full-body bib and would make you sit on a towel in the kitchen. He's kind of finicky like that! But he has adjusted and has done amazingly well with letting your toys, blankets, clothes, bouncer, boppy pillow, bumbo seat, bibs, and bottles overwhelm the house.
We often hear "da-da" come out of your little sweet mouth...but I'm still anxiously waiting to hear "ma-ma". You're teaching me patience here, too! Maybe I shouldn't have prayed so hard to God about teaching me patience. Daddy likes to answer you with, "yes, baby girl", or "daddy hears you, princess", every time you call out his name. I think it's adorable because he acts as if you are really calling for him. Well, maybe you are?! Are you?! What about ma-ma?! Don't you want me?! I'm only teasing. Of course you want me! Ma-ma is just harder to say, right? :)
Your newest thing is to really hold up your arms when we extend out to pick you up. I absolutely LOVE this!
Mommy and Daddy are getting baptized next Sunday and then the following Sunday, we are going through "Baby Dedication". We are dedicating you to the Lord and making a promise to raise you in a Christian home. I'll leave you with a sweet poem I found that fits the occasion perfectly:
A precious baby girl
The Lord has blessed you with
Sent down to you from heaven
God's precious little gift
May you know God's leading
As you raise this precious life
So she will come to know the Lord
And walk with Jesus Christ
Love,
Mommy
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