the 9th

Arabella is 5 months old today. She loves cheeries, oatmeal, pears, sweet potatoes, peas. She is OK with squash and peaches. Applesauce doesn’t seem to agree with her. She is rolling over, from her back to her tummy. Usually over her left arm. She wants to sit up very much.  She doesn’t quite have the balance, but sitting is coming. She loves to stand up, but she can’t hold herself yet. She talks through meals. She smiles in sheer delight when she sees me. When the kids make faces at her. When Grandma picks her up from her nap.

She cries a loud piercing cry when she gets stuck on her tummy. When she wants to be held to go to sleep. But it isn’t long. Sometimes she’ll get loud when she is hungry. She likes nursing, but bottles are OK. When she has more bottles, she nurses more. Like just to keep track of the milk. She likes to sleep. She is growing -she fits into the feet of the 6-9 month sleepers now. She is about 14 lb. But quite long, according to the charts.

The kids don’t like it when she cries at all. We are all quite spoiled. 20 seconds of crying is not problematic.

We tried otu the front pack this weekend. She liked facing out. She did not like facing my chest. She was happy to bob along. She plays with her toys now. She holds onto blankets, arms, fingers, toys, shirts. She is very happy, seldom cross. We have taken many many photos of her. So many, that we barely take photos of anything or anyone else. Setting up Henry’s “Special Person of the Week” board showed me that she is in 90% of the ohotos we have since Sept 2008.

There is no funny in this story. She is too little to do funny things. She likes Elmo, but I can hope that will pass.