This has been a very busy month.
Isla took her first plane ride to Texas to visit all of my family. While there, she experienced true heat, took her first swim in the pool, and learned to take a bottle like a champ. She was much-loved in Texas. Miss my family…
Isla also started daycare, which is going really well. She has a friend there who likes to play with her and try to make her smile. Every day so far–granted there haven’t been many–we’ve gotten good reports on what a happy baby she is.
Naps are still touch and go. Some days she gets a lot of sleeping in. Other days, she barely sleeps at all. I wish I could say nighttime sleeping has improved, but it hasn’t. She did spend one whole night in her crib like a big girl, with only one wake-up in the middle of the night to eat. She’s still unreliable getting down for bed (even with bedtime) and still has multiple night wakings to eat. Gas also continues to plague us, although it’s gotten better, and we’ve had to whip out the Mylicon less and less.
She hit a big growth spurt while we were in Texas. She’s definitely cleared the 10 lb. mark and was 24 inches at her last measuring, two weeks ago. She can now hold her head up all the time on her own, sit up with support, and LOVES to stand with support. She’s no longer content to be left laying on her back unless she’s on her playmat and has toys to play with. She wants to be sitting up, looking around at the world like a grown-up. Her new favorite place is sitting in someone’s lap.
We’ve gotten a couple of real giggles out of her, but nothing regular. They are sweet, and I can’t wait for more. She’s also started affecting bashfulness when someone talks to her if you’re holding her. She’ll grin and bury her head in the chest of whomever is holding her. I say affecting, because she warms up to a person pretty much as soon as they show any interest. After the initial bashfulness, she’s her usual social self. She’s also learned to reach some extremely high pitch notes, resulting in ear-splitting–but surprisingly still adorable–screeches.
In all, we still have a bright, happy, chatty, curious baby, who is fascinated by the world and constantly on the go go go, kicking her legs and waving her arms pretty much constantly.
Chewing and drooling are now par for the course. As is spitting up. Everything at my house this month can best be described as “damp.”
- Sitting up
- Standing up
- Being talked to
- Toys! Toys! Toys!
- Her friend at daycare
- Her swing (still the only place we can get her to nap for any length of time during the day)
- Anyone else who will carry her around
- Making noise
Not Isla’s cup of tea:
- The swimming pool
- Car seats
- Laying down
- Being left alone
- Not having anything interesting to look at