7 Months Old

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Dear Carlita,

Your 7th month has been all about the teeth, and nothing but the teeth. And what teeth they are! I spent nearly 3 years in braces and if your mouth keeps doing what it’s doing now, chances are you’re going to do the same. It’s the one thing I absolutely didn’t wish for you to inherit from me, that and my extreme laziness. If this means you haven’t inherited my laziness I think you got the better deal.

You’ve been sitting great for what seem like forever by now, and you roll from your back to your front but that has been the extent of your acrobatics. You haven’t been much for lounging forward, and I’ve been more than ok with that because that means we can hold off on baby proofing just a little bit longer (again with my lazy genes - hoping you haven’t got them). Well, it looks like our peace is about to be broken because you’re experimenting with getting on your knees and I can imagine where it goes from there.

We’ve given the whole solids thing a try several times, but it seem to be hit or miss whether or not you’re interested. At least when it comes to baby food in a jar, but recently whenever I eat something in front of you you start to make seal-like noises. Why, just a couple of weeks ago I could’ve killed you when I fed you cold cuts which contained some honey (oh man, did you love that or what?!).

Your vocabulary is getting quite impressive, and despite you supposedly not being able to make sounds with a deliberate meaning I’m still wondering if your “ma-ma-ma-ma” crying at night isn’t directly aimed at my heart, because it sure does feel like it.

Despite the nasty teething you’re a happy, smiley, funny girl most of the time. I don’t know who you got that from because your daddy and I are both a bit under the weather at the moment, impatiently waiting for winter to be over with. I can’t wait for summer to make an appearance and I’m anticipating your first birthday with much glee, but I’m sure that by the time we get around to that I’ll be ready to turn the clock back a couple of months because you’re growing up a lot faster than ought to be legal.

Motherhood is still wonderfully scary. I’m loving every exhausting minute of it. And to be honest, I’m very surprised I haven’t managed to drop you one single time so far.