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I’m moving back to WordPress, because tumblr isn’t doing it for me.
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Eliza is eight months old! We watch 90% less television than we did pre-baby! These things are related. Two days ago, Eliza spent a HOUR wrestling with a giant stuffed broccoli while we just laughed at her. That about sums it up.
1. I just turned 28 a few weeks back. I almost forgot my birthday - like, had to be reminded of it several times in the weeks leading up. Kind of unlike me, but life has been busy. Kevin planned a very small low country boil with our in-town besties, and I think two in a row means that’s now a tradition. I will never argue with a tradition involving sausage, or eating food directly off the table with my fingers.
2. Kevin also asked me, several days before my bday, all nonchalantly, what I thought about getting an iPad to replace his shitty shitty laptop. This thing is a piece - it blue screens regularly, the cursor jumps all over the place unbidden, making it damn near impossible to type without developing homicidal rage, it’s hot and stupid and Eliza eats the cord. So, naturally, I got REALLY EXCITED about an iPad. And then he didn’t get one. I asked him a few weeks later what that was all about, and he was like, oh I just wanted to know what you thought about it. Apparently he had NO IDEA that asking me about a shiny beautiful Apple product days before my birthday was kind of a HUGE TEASE. Gah! He said he is working on something else for me, but um it’s June tomorrow so I think I’ll stop holding my breath. Also I realize this is quite a contrast to the “forgetting my birthday” thing but bite me, this is my blog.
3. ALSO relating to my (apparently not remotely forgotten) birthday, I decided that it is high time I start to dress like a grown up. Maybe it’s the recent kid-having or who knows what, but things are a little… haggard and unwashed up in here. Since I’m a scientist, judged 90% by my brains and productivity, and 10% by my ability to chop up animals, it doesn’t actually matter what I wear to work. We have no dress code, save for closed toed shoes in the lab. But, I’m feeling kind of frumpy wearing the same jeans and glorified t-shirts everyday, with my hair inevitably ending up in a pony tail. In the original spirit of this blog, as a tracker of my monthly resolutions, I resolved to work on being a grown up lady, who wears matching clothes, different hair styles, and (gasp!) make up. So far I am hitting like 50% on coordinated outfits, 75% on hair, and 90% on make up. It’s a start. I am hindered by my lack of style and inability to use eyeliner, but I am making baby steps. I’m considering May a warm up, and in June I’m hoping to be a bit more dedicated to the goal of not looking like crap. I need to get some new shoes, but am 90% lost in that regard… I wear flip flops almost every day, it’s not good. Ugh.
4. It is high frisbee season, and we have tournaments every or every other weekend through July. Great for staying in shape, bad for keeping the house clean. I’m trying to go to practice/pick-up at least once a week, too, but it’s hard - when I go, I don’t get to eat dinner until 8:30 pm at the earliest, and everything crumbles if I’m not asleep by 9:30. Add in a shower and I end up needing a time turner. Or, more realistically, to actually TAKE my narcolepsy medicine everyday, which I do not like to do. I don’t like the idea of becoming reliant on a daily medication this early in my life, but … oh well? Exercise is important, right?
5. I have recently developed an allergy or sensitivity to EGG WHITES. I have considered jumping off a cliff as a solution, but Kevin talked me out of it. Basically, back at the end of March, I started feeling super ultra nauseated for many hours of every day, usually in the morning. Brainiac that I am, I eventually deduced that it was food related. I started looking into elimination diets and decided that would be hard, so I made a giant vat of chicken pho to drown my sorrows. When you make pho, because of the enormous volume, you end up eating that and only that for many days in a row so that it doesn’t go bad. I stopped eating breakfast because I was scared to, and ate pho for a week, and then returned to my customary habits. When I ate my plain old scrambled eggs that morning, I immediately turned green, laid down, and puked my brains out. Eggs are not the best, in reverse, FYI. Anyways, since then I have further learned that it is egg whites specifically that I have issues with (so, thank GOD, I can still eat creme brulee) - even in baked goods and cooked foods. SO, goodbye cake, and pancakes, and BREAD omfg, and PASTA and all of the good carby things. Also goodbye to my standard breakfast (eggs, sausage, cheese) and the most sensible pathway to the paleo diet I’ve been dancing around for a few years (MANY, MANY EGGS).
6. Also recently, I have started actually INTERACTING with the people whose blogs I have been reading for years. One day I woke up and decided it was kind of weird that I had been reading for like 5+ years in some cases and hadn’t actually TALKED to these people. Because I don’t comment regularly, or blog regularly myself, because I can’t at work and I don’t actually compute much at home. I DO twitter, though. So… I just started saying hey. Turns out these people are actual nice humans who respond! Who knew. So far, since I started interacting, I have learned many useful things, about babies and clothes and food and even some science.
7. I finished the Graceling trilogy recently and CANNOT find a new book to get into. That is always the problem with good books, for me: once I finish, nothing else is worth it for a good while. I would go as far as to say I get mildly depressed after finishing a good book - all I want to do is read, and I keep trying new books, but none of them make me happy, so I turn into a grumpy anti-social DELIGHT. On the bright side, playing with Goodreads helps a bit, both in finding new books AND in distracting me from my woe.
Hat tip to Adele for the 7 quick takes format, and I apologize for my failures to adhere to the ‘quick’ part.
Seven months, hoo boy. We are getting some personality up in here. Eliza can crawl pretty fast now, and has started pulling up to standing on the furniture. Her balance is shit, but I’m sure that’ll change in a matter of weeks. Apparently my nephew also learned to crawl and pull to standing in the same week, right at 7 months, but took another seven months to start legitimately walking. The thing that makes me think she’ll walk early is that she tries to stand up in the middle of the floor, holding objects. Like, hey, I think I can do this, so I’mma just keep trying until gravity quits winning. Also, I’m taking this ball with me.
Ok, I’ve been terrible. There are just so many things - blog, pictures, facebook, LIFE. I know I want a record of some kind, though, not just having to check dates on photos and videos, so hopefully we can make this work.
Eliza is nearly 7 months old. Part of the distraction from 6 months was that, what with her being sick half the month, not much had changed beyond the calendar. Apparently Miss Bear was saving up, because the past few days have been an EXPLOSION.
Eliza has learned to sit up unassisted (right around 6 months). She eats a variety of foods now - we started with avocado, which wreaked gastrointestinal havoc, and therefore started a variety of purees in hopes of fixing her issues. I had originally hoped to do baby led weaning - no purees at all - but now, I realize it’s pretty fun and a short period of time (this is a lesson I keep learning - nothing is permanent). Right, so she could sit, she ate, and she began pushing onto hands and knees and rocking right around 6 months as well, but wouldn’t move her hands. She stayed put that way for a few weeks, until this past weekend.
Sunday, she started crawling for real. Lifted her hands a few times and was off to the races. She is a bit clumsy, and has since discovered that a mix of crawling and rollings is faster (albeit more circuitous). Yesterday (Tuesday) she pushed into sitting and pulled to standing on a book, of all things. Kevin is 100% delighted, while I am 95% delighted and 5% terrified (slash considering pushing her over).
She has also begun cutting her two bottom front teeth on Sunday, with relatively little fanfare - a bit more squawking than usual, but still quite calm about the whole ordeal.
And, she started babbling - consonant sounds that sound very much as if she is talking. Dadada, Bababa, and a bunch of adorable mumbling.
Less important developmentally, but totally hilarious: she started snorting like an angry badger when she gets excited. It is my favorite thing ever.
Well, it took nearly six months, but Eliza finally proved her immune system is not impenetrable. After playing with her little friend Calvin a week or so ago, we heard he came down with RSV shortly thereafter so I was on high alert. She started developing cold symptoms on Friday, coinciding perfectly with Kevin going out of town for 9 days, and my parents arriving to visit - of all the luck! I’d say she’s been going steadily, albeit slowly, downhill ever since. We took her to the doctor yesterday just because we wanted to make sure her lungs were clear (they are so far), and he suggested giving her pedialyte or juice so her milk doesn’t thicken her mucus, and told me when to worry (very labored breathing and/or high fever). The hardest thing is that she is sleeping very poorly. It’s too bad I’m a dangerous narcoleptic, since she sleeps best on my chest, but I am not to be trusted co-sleeping. Plus the lack of sleep is exacerbating my narcolepsy, so it’s getting ridiculous over here! How do people deal with really sick babies? Because she really isn’t that sick in the grand scheme. Can people just…. not sleep, for many days in a row? I can’t imagine.
So, anyways, we are just trying to keep Miss Bear as happy as possible and not go totally stir crazy. We had grand plans to go on some NW adventures, to Mt. Rainier and other places, but now we are just hoping she improves before my parents have to leave. Major bummer, but at least she is still managing to be a little bit smiley for at least a small part of every day. Hooray for easy going babies!
Whew, a little late on this one - it was a busy month! Lots of working for me and Kevin, capped off with a business trip for me and a visit from the paternal grandparents. Miss Eliza continues to be a delightful little thing, giggling more and more every day. Just about everything we do is hilarious in the evenings now, except for when it’s not. She loves it when we pretend to eat her tummy, opens her mouth up big in a gleeful smile and grabs on to our faces. She reaches out for us now, reaches out for lots of things. Both hands means she’s excited, and one hand means it’s going into the mouth. Eliza rolls from her back to her belly with wild abandon, but forgets she can go the other way. She does impressive push ups, sometimes holding herself up with hands and toes alone. She is starting to move around a bit, but hasn’t learned to do so with intent. It’s more that she happens to wiggle or roll a bit, or “crawl” half a foot, but not necessarily where she wanted to. She can sit unassisted for many seconds in a row before pitching off headfirst towards the floor, and if you give her something to hold on to, she can brace herself quite impressively. She still goes nuts for her bouncy chair, and sometimes is obviously tired of her lame parents and would prefer jumping for a bit now, thanks. Favorite toys are Phillip the spider, Frank the duck, Earl the butterfly, and Darryl the dinosaur. Reading to her has become harder, as she wants to suck on the board books - so Grandma Sherry got her a soft taggie book to hold while we read. Genius!
Miss Bear’s repertoire of tricks now includes blowing raspberries, grabbing toys and getting them into her mouth, and playing with her feet. This month Eliza has started giggling, though goodness knows what she thinks is funny. We spend a lot of time making asses of ourselves trying to get her to giggle, usually to no avail, and then she’ll bust out laughing at something unexpected (like the snot sucker, hoo boy!). She can prop-sit unassisted for a while, leaning forward with her hands on the ground, but she’ll fall over if she tries to grab anything. She wants to stand up all the time still, and loves to be in her bouncer. Her hand-eye coordination and motor skills improve visibly every day, which is really cool to watch. She is still remarkably laid back - if she is crying, 99% of the time it’s because she is hungry or tired, and it only lasts a moment. We’ve had a minor sleep regression the last week or so (right on cue - 4 months is a big growth and developmental spurt!), so she’s been waking once in the night for a snack. Funny how painful that’s been for me and Kevin - the newborn days are apparently a distant memory!
E has gone snowshoeing twice, hiked Badger Mountain once, and has gone to frisbee many times this month. She has been pretty agreeable for most of our adventures, tolerating long car rides fairly well (sleeping mostly, and occasionally requiring a buddy in the backseat) and kind of hit or miss with hiking/snowshoeing. Sometimes she just doesn’t want to be in the carrier, other times she passes out or quietly looks around. We are still resisting putting her on any sort of schedule - she sleeps and eats whenever and wherever the mood strikes her - so that we can continue going on adventures. This is working well for us for now, probably just because she is so laid back, but we’ll take it!