|Baby on a Plane!|
4 MONTHS: At four months, she was definitely still a baby. She couldn’t sit unaided, roll or move and still hated tummy time. We started a bit of spoon fed solids around 4.5 months which she absolutely loved. Vocalising consisted mainly of squeals and some giggles.
|4 months old and not to sure about this whole Christmas thing…|
|5 months old and gorgeous 🙂|
|My poor sick baby 😦|
|Beautiful clever girl at 6 months old|
At around 7 months , Mum got her part time job and bubba started going to family daycare three days a week. This is where another mother takes some children into her own home during the day, as opposed to using a big childcare centre. I am really happy with this smaller, more one on one approach, the lady lives just around the corner from us, is absolutely lovely and I feel her approach to caring for babies is similar to mine. I feel really happy leaving bubba there and I actually feel that she is thriving on all the stimulation and contact with new people and things.
|Enjoying her food at family daycare!|
8 MONTHS: Well, now bubba can commando crawl, there’s no stopping her! She may not have figured out the “all fours” concept yet, but her funny little dragging frog-swim motion gets her surprisingly far! If it’s on the ground, she’s gonna find it… and probably try to eat it. Speaking of eating, she loves her fingerfood and eats like it’s going out of fashion – she prefers solids to a bottle most of the time! She now has four full teeth and four little half-teeth inching their way out of her wee gums. Her babbles consists mostly of “Dadadadad”, “Mummmm!” and “bubub”. She loves a good chat!
|My very cheeky monkey at 8 months old|
Some of her favourite things include: fresh plums and strawberries, power cords, harrasing the cat, turning down the surround sound while we’re trying to watch TV, pulling mum’s hair (and dad’s!), trying to play with the Wii remotes, trying to eat paper… and basically anything that involves being a cheeky little wriggler or eating food!
Adjusting to parenthood has been a hard road for me. I think I didn’t realise in the beginning, having never spent much time with babies, how rewarding it would become. She is such a little person now, and getting so big. She is so funny and makes me laugh every day. It’s still hard and I still get frustrated every day too. But she is beautiful and fun and crazy. And now that I’ve walked the path, I even miss her snuggly little newborn days, despite the lack of sleep it came with, and wish I could go back and appreciate her more rather than be so wrapped up in my own struggle.
But I can’t go back. So I just love her now. I’m not perfect… but she is, even when she’s not. She’s growing up so fast, I can’t even imagine what it will be like when she’s walking and talking… but I guess I’ll find out soon enough!
|Where did my little baby go?!|