Gwen: Nine months
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Gwen’s nine months old at last! You’ve been out almost as long as you were in.
This month marks a new beginning in your relationship with us: you are now at a local daycare for three full days every week. I’m starting back to work next week for two days per week. You seem to love the new toys and the other children at daycare, and we’re eagerly awaiting the report on how your first day (today!) went.
happy with Daddy (on Flickr)
You are as sharp as a tack, a phrase which we’ll amend for this millennium when we don’t use tacks very frequently: you are as sharp as a chef’s knife! You do so many clever things like tracking us through the house by our voices alone, remembering where we’ve put different objects (toys under other toys, for example), and crawling into our laps for a cuddle.
You have always been a pleasant child, but you’re particularly happy these days. You don’t even cry when I change your diaper upon awakening, something that always used to create complaints. You’re getting accustomed to the small wait between being placed in the highchair and beginning to eat your food.
cat food (on Flickr)
At this stage, you still fling food bowls around and can’t manage holding the spoon *and* getting the food into your mouth. I see the older kids at daycare eat with spoons and I know this is in your future. We’ll work together (through the huge messes) to give you more practice with spoons and bowls…maybe in a plastic-lined room, though.
Everything in the house has become a support or platform for you to stand up. You’re doing a lot of this, but you haven’t started “cruising” (holding on to furniture while walking) yet – this could take another month or two. It’s won’t be long from there until you’re walking on your own…
I’ve noticed that you’re becoming shy in new situations. At coffee groups, you stay seated on the floor for several minutes until you’ve fully assessed the situation, and only then will you get mobile. Last Friday you came into work with your dad to meet me at a social gathering, and you were definitely not happy with facing 15 adults in a small room! You enjoyed yourself once the room emptied out, though.
sunshine girl (on Flickr)
You’re really babbling away now, making lots of sounds. Most of them are variations on “da da”, though. There’s still no progress toward “ma ma”. You seem to understand some of what we say, though, so we’re making a real effort to speak to you like a person and not like a baby. I’m trying NOT to use that cutesy third-person speech anymore (“Mummy will be right back” is replaced with “I’ll be right back”) – I wouldn’t talk that way to an adult, so I’m not talking to you that way either.
You’re a small human – and part of the time you’re someone else’s responsibility, which feels strange but is, of course, inevitable. In just a few years you’ll be going to school! I have two weekdays per week to enjoy with you for the next few months, though.
full smile (on Flickr)
2 comments September 28, 2009
Movement
Gwen’s achievements of the day: transitioning from crawling to sitting, and crawling while holding a toy in one hand.
Add comment September 8, 2009
Gwen: eight months
Gwen, you’re eight months old, and you’re turning into a little person. You hit so many milestones this month that I’m not sure where to start, except with the obvious: you and I went overseas for most of your seventh month and visited your grandparents in Arizona. They met you in Auckland in March, but they’ve gotten to see you again and we were all amazed at how much you’ve developed in only a few months.
on our way (on Flickr)
Traveling with you for so long was very hard. You are a great sleeper when you’re lying down and in a familiar place, but you didn’t like having to sleep in my arms on our domestic flights. You refused to sleep while we were waiting for our first connecting flight. We had poor travel experiences on the way to Grandma and Grandpa’s house, but the flights back home to Daddy were much more manageable.
You got much better at three major things while we were away:
You’re crawling! Before we left, you were doing a commando shuffle where you pulled yourself forward on your arms, but now you’re moving around a lot on your hands and knees. I can put you down in the lounge (newly fortified with a barrier) and you’ll still end up going out the other, open door and crawling down the hall.
Mealtimes are quicker and you eat a lot more (and more varied) food. Your appetite took a huge jump while we were in Arizona and we started to cut out the late evening dreamfeed. You’re making up for those night calories by eating lots and lots of solid foods, and there’s almost nothing that you don’t like to eat.
broccoli FTW (on Flickr)
In the last few days before we came back to Auckland, you started making some consonant sounds. You’re pretty good at “da” now, though you don’t know (or can’t tell us) what it means yet. Of course this has made your father very happy as he can now catch you saying “da da da”. ”Ma” seems to be far off. ”Ba” is frequently heard…and your dad keeps trying to get you to say “paleontologist”.
KITTY! (on Flickr)
You’ve also become adept at feeding yourself with finger foods, like Marmite sandwiches and pieces of fruit. Most of the time I feel like I am constantly involved in feeding you: I’m either doing the feeding, cooking something for you to eat, or thinking of what I can feed you. There isn’t much of a respite, except that now I can plonk you into the highchair with some finger foods and you’ll amuse yourself for many minutes.
Marmite sandwich (on Flickr)
Today I looked back at videos we took just after you were born, and I am floored by how much you’ve grown and developed (and begun to look like a person rather than a teeny newborn baby). Keep up the good work! I bet you’ll be pulling yourself up to standing very soon.
2 comments August 30, 2009
Gwen: Lucky number seven
Gwen, you’re seven months old at last.
We’re in full swing preparing for our trip to the US. You’re still growing and changing at a fast pace, and you may even start crawling when we’re overseas!
This month we went to see the local Plunket karitane nurse again, who had much to say on the subject of chunky textures and finger foods. As a result I’ve been giving you some new and wonderful foods like baked beans, rice, carrot sticks, and cheese. You’re eating everything I give you and still wanting more! This has been especially apparent in the last week since you recovered from your first cold.
line cook (on Flickr)
I was surprised you hadn’t gotten a cold before now, because it seems like every other family in all of our coffee groups has had at least one. Perhaps you’ve inherited my stalwart immune system. You were a little congested and whistly for several days, but you seem to be feeling healthy now. I think you really appreciate this, since you’re happier than ever before.
laughing on the rocking horse (on Flickr)
After several weeks where you demonstrated your mastery of rolling all over the house, your physical development is starting to explode again. All of the sudden, you started to sit by yourself without support. You can’t get *into* a sitting position yet, but once put there you’ll stay happily for hours. You’re not far away from crawling…you’re hard at work making smooth transitions between sitting and lying on your stomach/back.
sitting pretty (on Flickr)
When held in a standing position, you love to bounce up and down with your knees! Your legs are never still. We borrowed a Jolly Jumper from Bex, and you think it’s the greatest toy!
I can’t wait to see what you’ll do while we’re visiting your grandparents. At least we’ll have a few extra sets of hands around to keep you occupied! When we get back in nearly a month, there is some work to be done on giving up the dreamfeed…but let’s enjoy the peaceful times while they last.
2 comments July 24, 2009
Today in bullet points
From Gwen:
- Highchair straps taste better than baked beans.
- My socks DO belong in my mouth.
- I sit well by myself.
- I cry when my mummy leaves the room.
- I like watching that funny Grandma on the webcam.
- Mummy said something about having a good day and writing 70 emails. I don’t know what an email is, or how many 70 are, but she was pretty happy. I’m happy when she’s happy, except when I’m unhappy.
- Nana brought me cute blue shoes!
- Daddy is sick and says it’s my fault. I’m sick too, but I cry about it more than he does.
- Mummy says I have a cold, but I don’t feel cold! Most of the time I’m rolling around in front of the gas heater, that pretty colored thing behind the great wiry screen which I love to grab.
- I also love kitty Sam, but he runs away from me. I don’t get it; I squeal with glee, but he just leaves. Mummy pats him anyway.
1 comment July 17, 2009
