Crazy things are happening at 8 months, Quinny.
You seem like such a big girl all the sudden. Of course, I say that every month, but it never ceases to amaze me.
This month you can sit completely unassisted for long periods of time. You take a topple every now and then, but mostly when you are trying to reach something.
When you lay on the ground, you don’t just stay in one spot anymore. You roll around like crazy. And all the sudden, you can hang out on your stomach and push yourself up high, just like we were always afraid you would never do from our lack of discipline with tummy-time. Moral of the story: yes, tummy time is important, but if your baby hates it, don’t freak out. They will come around when they are ready.
Lately, you are talking up a storm. Some days you don’t say much, and others we can’t get you to stop. You babble a lot, but a lot of your babbles have turned into actual “baby words”. The three you have mastered: “ba-ba”, “uh-oh” and, of course, “da-da”. Every time you say “da-da” I try to get you to say “ma-ma” but only get a more enthusiastic “da-da” in response from you. Typical. Stinker.
That’s ok though, this morning when your daddy was holding you, I walked into the room and you reached for me, which was a first. I acted like it was no big deal, but inside my heart soared. It was the first time you really reached out for your mama and it made my life.
You can also clearly recognize your own name now, which is pretty cool. We call to you from another room, and you turn and give us the “sup?” look.
Speaking of us leaving the room, suddenly, this is something you are NOT cool with. I think you have finally figured out who we are and have come to think if we leave the room or pass you off to someone else, we are never going to come back for you.
We use to be able to set you down with a few toys or let someone else hold you and you’d be fine for a bit, but not so much anymore. It’s especially evident now that your poor Grandma has been here the past few days. You are NOT happy with her holding you if your dad or I are in the room. This is kind of difficult since it’s nice to have another pair of hands around to help with you, but it also kind of melts my heart to suddenly see you take such a fancy to us and decide we are officially your favorite people.
Other fun things:
When you are trying to see something far away, you crane your neck all the way to the side as if doing this will help you see a little bit better. You especially love to do it when your daddy enters or leaves a room.
You give flirty stares to people now. You love to flash the “sweet eye” and then a sly smile when they tell you how cute you are. Watch out boys.
You just started to figure out how to scoot. The other night you decided you wanted a particular toy and as you were sitting, you started rocking as hard as you could to move yourself closer to it. Eventually, all this rocking and rolling got you what you wanted and was met by thunderous applause from your father and I. Which of course, startled you and you haven’t done it since.
You have been feeding yourself small foods, mostly Baby Mum Mums, Organic Puffs and Cheerios as real finger food still kind of leaves you confused. You have gotten pretty good at the pincer hold. Of course, most of it ends up on the floor, but that’s ok.
We also, finally, graduated from the swaddles to a sleep sack this month. You are able to finally sleep with both arms free without waking yourself up. This is good since I wondered if we were going to have to ship your swaddles off to college with you.
The one thing that has changed for the worse this month: when you wake up in the middle of the night now, you are WIDE awake and it takes forever to get you back down. We are seriously going to have to work on some sleep training this week after G-ma leaves. I can’t function properly on 4.5 hours of broken-up sleep a night anymore.
But, as usual, the good overwhelmingly outweighs the bad. We are having so much fun with you every day and it’s a joy to watch you grow into such a wonderful, funny, sweet human being. Your personality is starting to shine as the days go on and we love every moment of it.
Happy 8 months Baby Bean.