We took her to the doctor for her "six month" check up last week (due to scheduling issues we had to push it back). She's looking healthy as ever. She weighted in at 16 lbs (less than I thought), 27 1/2 inches long (exactly what I thought) and her head circumference was 17 1/4 inches 'round (I didn't guess that one). That puts her in the 43rd percentile for weight, 90th for height and 81st for head. Tall, skinny, with a big head. Just like Daddy.
I always talk about her sleep habits and how they differ from night to night. We seem to be on the road to a more steady schedule. She is waking up about two times a night to eat. First time between one and three am the other usually around five. I finally started giving her six ounces instead of four at night and this seems to have helped.
She doesn't seem interested in her pacifier much at all.
Still no signs of a tooth emerging.
She can't hold the bottle on her own for very long. I think the shape of the bottles we use aren't ideal for her little hands. She also likes playing with them and gets distracted easily so she drops it quite often.
She's already a pro at sitting and is well on her way to crawling. I give it another two weeks or so. She has also tried pulling herself up but hasn't manage that too well just yet.
The doctor said we need to start giving her more solids. She said one every three days, take a break for a day and then another every three days. This surprises me because I've always heard wait at least a week in between foods. I tried more rice cereal and carrots and she hated them. I'm convinced I am going to have the world's pickiest eater. Yesterday I gave her plain ol' water because it's been so hot and she looked at me like I tried to poison her.
She makes the funniest/weirdest/cutest noises and is starting to babble a bit. She's also started yelling a LOT lately. I'm not sure if it's because she's cranky or just figured out she can make that noise on her own without being fussy. It's cute for a bit, until it gets annoying.
She kinda sorta claps her hands. I'm not sure if it's intentional or just some sort of reflex.
Getting posed pictures of her is getting harder and harder. She does not want to look even in the general direction of the camera and a smile is almost impossible.
That about sums it all up. I'm sure if I think of anything else I will make an entire long, drawn out post about it!
Happy birthday America and happy seven months Natalie! I feel proud to call this country home and proud to call myself your mother.
|There's that 81st percentile head in all it's glory.|
|I love this expression|
|"Wee! Daddy's got me!"|