Now the real fun begins. The day after you turned 7 months old, you began to crawl. Well…in the interest of full disclosure, it actually happened ON the day you turned 7 months, but I didn’t see it until the next day, so it doesn’t count. Ahem. Anyway – you’re mobile now. It’s so incredible to watch you explore new things on a new level. You are intensely aware of everything and everyone in the room, and you still captivate complete strangers. Your new mobility is forcing mama to keep the floors spotless, so thanks a lot for that. You go from crawling to a valiant attempt at trying to stand up. It freaks me out a little, so why don’t you slow it down for me, k?
You’ve also started to wave bye-bye (and have even said it a few times, mimicking me and your dad), and you have a few new sounds, including “na na”. Still no “Mama” though. I see how it is. We’ll talk about that later.
I can’t complain that you don’t say my name, because there is an unspeakable bond between us. You are my shadow, little one. I can’t leave the room anymore without you expressing your displeasure in not being able to know exactly where I am at all times. After all – it’s just the two of us for 8 hours a day, so we’ve gotten to know each other very well.
You’re still uninterested in food. Completely uninterested. I’ve tried everything, but nursing is your favorite. I can’t say I’m disappointed. It’s often my favorite moments of our day (not including 2am, mind you – stop that…stop that right now). I wish I could have had those moments with the boys, but I’m so thankful that I have them with you. I cherish our “silent” conversations. There is a language between a nursing mama and her baby that is like no other, and I love speaking it with you.
I love you, baby girl.