Last week you turned five months old. Just like I did with your brother (and still do), as you get older, I keep thinking this is my favorite age. I should know better, since this ain't my first rodeo, but you keep surprising me with how much more fun you get every month. You are getting further and further away from the newborn stage and it's bitter sweet. You are still pretty snuggly, but now you want to talk to us, you want to be entertained, you want to eat our food and you want to move. You pretty much always want Mama if you have the choice, but you love Daddy and Grandma and everyone who will call you pretty and hold you too. Timmy is your biggest hero and biggest fan. You are such an integral part of our family it's hard to believe that you've only been a part of it for 5 months. You have taught Timmy what it means to share and how to be gentle, you have made your daddy begin to mentally prepare to fight off teenage boys down the road, and you have showed me how much fun it is to have a baby girl, dress her up and share the world with her. We love you, beaner!
These days:
You desperately want to get your hands on food. A few times you've successfully snatched something from our plates at the table but weren't quick enough to put it in your mouth. I think we'll let you try out solids soon.
You are determined to move but can't quite make your body go where you want it to. You roll over, but largely by accident I think, because you always look surprised when you do it. When you're on your tummy, you can push yourself in circles and scoot backward. The other day, you pushed yourself forward about 6 inches and got one of Timmy's matchbox cars. You seemed pretty pleased with yourself.
You love toys that make noise and especially love batting your hands against the keys of Timmy's "laptop" to make it light up and play music. Also, everything goes in your mouth.
You recently went back to sleeping very well at night. Hooray! Most nights, you have a bath with Timmy and then eat before going to sleep around 7:30 or 8. Then you don't wake up until 6:30 or 7. It's wonderful. Naps, on the other hand, pretty much don't exist except when we're on the run in your carseat or being held by someone.
You squeak, you laugh, you coo and you scream (when you're mad).
You are teething like crazy. Rarely do you not have a finger in your mouth to chomp on. Drool, everywhere. Not a tooth in sight though.
You look a lot like Timmy did as a baby. A smaller, more feminine version of him. Your eyes are still blue, your skin is fair and your hair is light. Your fingers are long, your ears and your feet are tiny and your legs are short and chubby. You have a small dimple on your right cheek and one of the best, gummy smiles I've ever seen. You're in 3-6 month or 6 month clothes, depending on the brand and size 2 diapers.
You're starting to sit up unassisted for longer periods of time, but prefer to either be held or be free on your tummy.
You are starting to give up your pacifier but don't really suck your thumb.
You (thankfully) do the classic eye rub when you're tired instead of scratching up your face.
You love giving big, slobbery kisses.
Bath time is probably your favorite part of the day. At your baptism, you were getting cranky and tired, but when the water was poured over your head, you instantly quieted down and smiled. My girl loves water.
You still let me put headbands and bows in your hair. I hope you always do.
You are so loved. By your mommy, daddy and brother. By all four grandparents. By friends and family. You're a lucky girl to have so many people who care about you, but we are all lucky too.
Love,
Mommy
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