Dear Jamie
This month you have been on a voyage of discovery. You point to everything, enquiring "err, err?". When I carry you around, you have your arm outstretched, exclaiming at everything you see and asking for us to go closer so you can have a good examination. You touch everything. When you have something, you hold it out for me to see. "Err", you say.
You have also been discovering that you can move around. You're not quite crawling, but you are giving it a good try. you lean forward from a sitting position until you're leaning over one of your legs. You haven't worked out how to get the other leg up underneath you yet. It still sticks straight out to the side. Eventually you end up on your tummy and then you can whirl yourself all over the floorboards. The other night Daddy and I were watching TV and you were on the rug in front of us when you decided that you wanted to read the TV guide which was on the floor at my feet. Out of reach. Or so I thought. You wriggled around a full 360 degrees and made your way to it, inch by inch. I was amazed.
You sit forwards in the car now, so you've also been discovering more of the world as we drive around town. I feel like I have a driving companion now because you talk to me from the back seat. "Err, err, err!". When I turn around (which I do a bit too much, I think - I should be concentrating on driving!) you're looking at me with a big smile on your face. I don't know what you're trying to tell me - probably that a big truck drove past, or something.
You've discovered your nose and your mouth. You stick your fingers in your mouth when you're eating. I guess you're learning about what's happening in there. You have also made the connection between the food on the spoon and what you eat. You like to have your own spoon. We alternate. You also enjoy scooping the food off the spoon and playing with it on the tray of your high-chair. You cahse it around the trayand try to pick it up and put it in your mouth. I give you lots of finger foods - bread, rockmelon, raisins. It occupies you for ages. Especially raisins. They are so fiddly. And chewy. I hear you: "chew, chew, chew, chew". Yum!
You can now drink from your sippy cup all by yourself. That's very clever. When you're thirsty you just help yourself. You are also very good at telling us when you don't want any more to eat or drink. You firmly push the spoon or cup away with a frown on your face. You are getting to know your own mind.
This month Mummy was sad because your great grandma died. Daddy was away but I'm so glad I had you. You were a great comfort to me. You gave me lots of hugs and kisses and sat patiently by my side while I cried. You are good at giving affection. You love it when I pick you up. You exclaim with delight and kick your feet around. You throw your arms around my neck and stroke the hair at the nape of my neck. Lately, because you've been teething again you've been giving kisses with slightly more bite than usual. We have to put a stop to that, Rabbit!
Yes, you heard me, you have two new teeth. That's eight in total. Quite a mouthful. And these two came through with very little fuss. How wonderful. You started sleeping through the night again towards the end of this month. I'm very happy about that. I'm also happy that you seem to have settled into having a 1.5 hour nap in the morning and the afternoon. This is much better than forty minute naps. I can see the difference. You are much happier.
You love a good game and giggle at everything. Whether it be splashing in the bath, jiggling on my knee or blowing raspberries at each other. Gravity is a source of fascination to you, as you drop everything off the side of your high-chair. When I put you in your chair, anything on the tray goes straight onto the floor. Even before I have you strapped in. You anticipate the sound they'll make as they hit the floor and I see you waiting for the noise as you release them, wincing in anticipation.
You still love Jak. If you're sitting near him, you launch yourself at him with a gleeful shriek and try to pull his ears or the tags on his collar. We are very lucky that he is a patient little dog. He just sits there resignedly and tries to lick your face. However, we do have to see if we can get some behaviour modification happening. Yesterday at our Mums group, you tried to do the same thing to the little girl sitting next to you. You were sitting on the mat with her when you suddenly flung yourself sidwards at her with a gleeful cry and outstretched arms. The next thing, you were pulling her cheeks delightedly. Totally understandably, she was less than impressed. I know that you're just showing love, but you do hurt when you pull on our cheeks. We have nicknamed you "The Brute".
Ahhh, I do love you!
Mummy
And she said to me “I can remember what I was wearing on the day you were born. It was my favourite green summer shift and cardigan. The same dress I’m wearing here.” What a memory!
The scan's pretty crap, but you get the idea.
