I worked out why you were such a grumpy-bum towards the end of last month, waking for what felt like dozens of times a night. You have two new little chompers! They’ve been helping you munch away.
Eating is your favourite thing to do, or more specifically, tasting. You get bored of the one flavour very quickly and are not happy until you’ve tasted everything on our plates. You’ve tried lots of new foods this month, such as pork belly, braised duck, roast turnip, beetroot, kalamata olives, pineapple, star fruit, swiss cheese, goats cheese, brie and, unfortunately, JJ’s birthday cake. It seems your granny took baby-led weaning a bit too far! In her defence though, you did pry her mouth open while she was eating and try to take some cake for yourself, so she didn’t have a lot of choice. I had hoped to keep you relatively sugar-free for your first few years, but I guess a small amount of cake won’t kill you.
So far, you love to eat anything and everything, except for babyfood. I opened one of those pureed organic vegie pouches and you turned your nose up. Perhaps you were put off by the unfamiliar packaging, or perhaps because I wasn’t eating it too, or perhaps because it tasted pretty awful.
This month has been all about gross motor skills. Every couple of days you seem to be ticking off another new achievement. You can now crawl ‘properly’ (as opposed to crawling commando-style). You can move from crawling to sitting and back to crawling again. You can pull yourself up to standing. You can sit yourself back down again. You are starting to hesitantly cruise.
You look a lot older now that you’re vertical!
It’s becoming harder to take a non-blurry photo of you because you do not stop moving, ever. Getting you dressed is a struggle. You are such a squirmy determined little thing! I’m constantly watching you crawl, half dressed, out of your bedroom door and into the bathroom next door, only to find you standing up at the edge of the bath. You have become obsessed with the bath, it’s your other favourite thing to do. You sit next to your sister, splashing and giggling. So much so that I’m planning swimming lessons for you this Spring.
Your hair is becoming blonder every day!
You’ve also discovered the joys of taking the toilet paper off the roll and pulling the tissues out of the box. Sigh.
I love you as big as the piles of tissue and toilet paper.