What a week!! You have progressed in leaps and bounds! Today was the day I have been waiting for for so long: you crawled! Hooray! You were sitting right in the middle of the living room and decided that the iPod charging cord was far too yummy to be far away from your mouth, so you crawled the six or seven paces it took to get it into your mouth. Success! Delicious!
Yesterday you started pulling yourself up on the coffee table unassisted multiple times in a row. Instead of using Daddy's hands or my knee to propel you or steady you, you're 100% lats and delts and quads. Strong girl!
You are chattering up a storm, saying what we've decided is your official first word "UP!" You pull yourself to standing and declare yourself "UP!" You sit on the floor and look up at us and request "UP!" You are in our arms and happily remind us that you are "UP UP UP." Beyond cute.
And lastly, I've noticed a lot more movement in your hands. We're starting to sign more and your hands are ready for the sign language. Your fingers tighten into a ball and release, you wiggle your fingers, you wave. As I said, what a week!
AND, along with these developments, you are sick! Such an awful cold! Four nights ago you woke up every 90 minutes, screaming. It was the worst night we've had since you were born, which made Daddy and I appreciate how great of a sleeper you are normally. But not since then. It was terrifying because we didn't know what was wrong at first, though it became clear fairly quickly that you were incredibly congested. So we took a steam together at 2am. And again at 4:30. You quickly fell back to sleep each time after an upright snuggle or steam or bounce, but Daddy and I lay awake, worrying. The next day, you were stuffed up but in very good spirits. And it has continued to be that way. Your awake hours are spent cheerful and active, occasionally punctuated by coughing fits or very snotty sneezes. The coughing fits are scary and I took you to the doctor who listened to your lungs and looked in your ears and said it's just a cold, it will run it's course, keep up the steam and lots of fluids. So that's what we've been doing. Four or five steams a day, many many offers of boobie (while singing "milk") and trying to help you nap as much as possible. The past few nights have been tough, but not terrible. Maybe two or three screaming fits in the night, usually the first one around 9pm, which doesn't even wake us up. And you go back to sleep after a snuggle, a bounce and some milk. Here's hoping for a speedy recovery and a healthy happy baby.
not too sick to enjoy some chocolate bar wrapping!