Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Seven Months and Scooting

A week ago yesterday, Lil' Lady turned seven months old, and I've done a horrible job keeping up with this blog, but I knew it would be like that. I'll write when I can or when I feel inspired, but it may not be as often as I would like. All that being said, I cannot believe how fast this last month has gone. I feel like I haven't even gotten used to saying our sweet girl is 6 months old yet... I keep wanting to say she's 5 months old, and now I have to say that she is SEVEN months old!?! I feel like the sixth month passed in a flash.

Lil' Lady's biggest accomplishment of late is the ability to move! Gone are the days of sitting her in one place and her staying there. For several days, she was very frustrated by her inability to move. Often she would try to go forward, only to find herself continually inching backwards. Now though, she gets on her hands and knees and lunges forward or does the "army crawl", which she has pretty much mastered. She is definitely able to get where she wants to be. The wood floor still gives her trouble, and she's still not crawling on hands and knees... but it's  new world and so much fun!


The last few days have also been filled with some challenges. Our sweet girl has decided that her little world is coming to an end if I am not holding her or on the floor playing with her. This makes it very difficult to get things done. Even simple things are difficult. If I even put her down so I can go potty, she screams the entire time. I know this is the age that separation anxiety can start, and I also know her teeth are hurting her like crazy. These days can prove difficult though. I keep reminding myself that a day will come that all I will want to do is hold her, and she will be too old. I'm trying my best to treasure each moment she is in my arms, but sometimes I fail and get wrapped up in frustration.


I am totally and completely crazy about my daughter though, and I wouldn't trade the hardest days at home with her for having to leave her and go to work. I feel like I have the best "job" in the world and am beyond blessed to spend everyday raising her. I love the joy she continually brings to our lives as well. Watching her sleep is angelic. Getting to see her enjoy tasting new foods is a real treat. Seeing her play with her puppy brother, Coal, is a blast. And nothing makes my heart swell more than when I've been out for a run, and I walk into the room, her face lights up, she laughs, waves her arms, and lunges towards me. It's a truly wonderfully indescribable feeling to be her mommy!
 


1 comment:

  1. She seriously has the face of a little baby angel!

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