Here we are baby girl – on the slippery slope towards your first birthday. Already. How?! You are a big baby now, no longer that screaming newborn, and not even that chilled out six month old unable to yet sit up from our last letter. You are still a very happy baby though – as long as you are fed and have slept and entertained suitably.
You love your food, recently going up in the breakfast ranks to one whole Weetbix (as opposed to half, with yogurt and stewed apple or pear) as well as one whole piece of toast. Your breakfast is basically the only spoonfed meal you get nowadays though, Mummy has completely given up on purees or spoons of any kind for you for lunch and dinner. You still only have two bottom teeth, but munch happily through everything that Eleanor eats – meatballs and chicken strips and roast potatoes and corn cobs. Yum yum! You are very very very dribbly and soak through dribble bibs several times a day at the moment. Sometimes you are very sad about those pesky top four teeth that seem to be bulging through your gums. Just this morning I found you gnawing away on the coffee table – the perfect height!
Moving is next on your agenda…although you already seem to move quite a lot for a baby who doesn’t yet crawl! You readily wiggle your way around from the play room to the lounge room and back again, somehow, on your bottom, pivoting and twisting and turning. You reach and grab things and get almost on all fours, all threes with a stuck leg underneath. So close! It seems you could take off at any time…yet it could be awhile yet until you figure it out. You’re a bit cranky about the whole business though, and get stuck on lots of things as you worm your way around (namely coffee table, dresser and piano stool legs with one of your legs either side!) On your tummy is still not liked at all, but you get a long way pushing backwards, until you hit something and are yet again stuck.
Eleanor is still your number one source of entertainment. She sings and dances (stiiiill with the jingle bells in May) for you when you are sad, and never likes to see you without a toy. “Harriet needs a toy! Quick!” You giggle mostly at her, especially when we go and get her up in the mornings and she insists on putting you in bed with her. My two cheeky monkeys sitting in the bed.
You start saying “mumumumumum” which Mummy thinks is most definitely your first word, although it isn’t very directed to begin with, now though you will say it mostly when you hurt yourself on your wiggle adventures around the house or going to sleep when you’re sad. “Mumumumumum!” You talk a lot when you wake up in the mornings now, if you’re happily waking up: “yaayaayaayaayaa!” You flap your arms very enthusiastically, like you’re about to take off, when Mummy or Daddy comes to get you out of bed. You still don’t roll over in your cot, Mummy has only found you on your tummy once or twice, but you do move around your cot a lot more than Eleanor ever did and we have to tuck you snugly into bed with cot sheet and blankets.
Sleeping through the night consistently is still fairly elusive, but you start to do it at about 8 months old…every now and then. Now at 9 months old you will sleep through one night and then not the next. You’re still pretty inconsistent! You feed once a night at around 2-3am if you do wake…although sometimes you’ll wake at 5-5.30am and Mummy will feed you and you’ll go back to sleep until 7.30ish. If you wake at 6am Mummy usually gets you up for the day…but you’re often tired and grumpy in a few hours, it’s often easier if you wake at 5 and go easily back to sleep after a feed!
You still breastfeed first when you get up in the morning, after your morning sleep, after your afternoon sleep and at bedtime. A handful of times you have slept quite late in the afternoon, close to your 5pm dinner time, so Mummy hasn’t fed you and instead just given you dinner. This will be the first feed to be dropped in the coming weeks, the first step towards weaning I suppose. Mixed feelings about that…on the one hand I can’t ever imagine you not breastfeeding, especially overnight, it is the only way to settle you. But since you’ve started sleeping through the night half of the time, I can see it on the horizon, distant but there…
Funny faces and noises are your trademark. Your scrunchy face is classic Harriet! Especially when you are enjoying something delicious! You grin and screw up your face whenever you catch sight of whoever you’re pleased to see, you’re not too fussy. You also make a fairly hilarious and alarming grunting noise like a pig, I think in your nasal passages?! A funny and bright and happy little Peachy girl. Growing up way too fast for Mummy’s liking, we can’t wait to see you crawl and explore on your own terms, push boundaries with your big sister and become your own little person, but we also quite like you just as you are right now – a ‘big bubba’ as Eleanor calls you, not a little bubba anymore. Chubby and chortling and quite simply a pure delight.