Happy 7 Months, baby girl! Seven....I know I say this every month, but seriously, where is the time going? I swear it was just yesterday that you were born, and now, here we are, 7 months later. Only 5 more months until your 1st birthday! Let's not discuss that just yet. I want to make time stand still for as long as possible and soak up every moment I can with you at this age. Aren't you proud of me for writing this so soon! You are 7 months and 2 days old right now. I'm getting better at keeping up with these things, for now...
Right now you're napping. You're actually working on an hour and half so far. You haven't slept that long in a while. Apparently between 6 and 7 months you decided the world was much too exciting for you to miss. You spend most of your days playing and wanting to be entertained. We're lucky to get two 30 minute naps out of you, so anything over an hour is a miracle! You needed it though. You were a wiggle worm last night, and very restless.
This past month we celebrated your first Christmas! You won't remember it, but I took lots of pictures. You were spoiled with gifts, but the only thing that caught your eye was the wrapping paper. You also went on your first road trip!!! We visited Gammy & Pawpaw in North Carolina. You were stand-offish at first but after a few days you warmed up to everyone and of course, you charmed them with that beautiful smile of yours. You started solids this month too! We started with sweet potatoes and green beans. Then we tried spaghetti. For someone who had never tasted anything other than milk, you seemed to be in heaven. The look of pure joy on your face when we give you food is priceless. You get that from your daddy. You also found all these new amazing tricks while we were up north. You're now sitting up, like a big girl, no assistance needed. You seem so much happier too. I'll admit, the weeks leading up to and after Christmas was a difficult one. I had never seen you cry so much and I had no clue what you wanted or needed. First time mommy woes. Christmas Eve, you, me, and Aunt Olivia sat on your bedroom floor all crying for one reason or another . It was not a pretty sight. A few days later we discovered the reason for such displeasure. On top of teething, you were trying to sort through and learn new things. I swear, overnight you went from being my little infant to my little person. You crossed that threshold of infancy and are now in that gap to toddler-hood. You look different. You act different. You seem more alert, more awake, and ready to take on the world. Since then you've been a much happier version of yourself. You've always been a happy baby, but growing pains get the best of you. I could tell early on how frustrated you were by your lack of ability to communicate and do things on your own. You're independent but without the means to be so. Now that you're sitting and able to eat and play with us you seem more at easy. You truly only fuss when something is wrong or when you're tired. But hey, we all have our cranky days and moments, you're aloud those too. The only other time you cry, and I mean truly cry, is when I drop you off at Nana's. You've entered the world of separation anxiety and I'm not sure if it's worse for you or for me. That cry you give and those eyes....melts me every time. I have cried on my drive to work after dropping you off 3 times now. You know how to pull on my heartstrings. I feel like a terrible mother walking away from you while you're crying. I know that you're safe with Nana and that you'll forget all about me leaving within 5 minutes of me being gone, but I hate it just the same. If I could come back in, pick you up, and promise to play with you all day I would! I hate leaving...I really do. But I do love coming home to you. Seeing you and watching your face light up is the highlight of my day.
Your smile is contagious, as always. I swear we hear it everywhere we go. "She is so cute." "Look at her smile." "She is beautiful." and so on... You truly are a beautiful baby. You are a delight to everyone you meet. I hope you never lose that charm and spirit.
You are learning and growing so fast, Junebug. I am afraid to miss a single moment with you for fear that might miss your next big thing. You are smart and ready to take on the world. You are beautiful and full of joy. I am so blessed to be your mommy. We are still working through the growing pains. I'm still learning to understand you while you're learning to communicate more effectively. We don't have this mommy-daughter thing down pat, but we have a lifetime to work on it.
Happy 7 Months, Emma. I hope you know how much I love you. I tell you 1,000 time a day and I will continue to do so. Let's see what fun and exciting things we can learn this month!!!
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