The first time I knew she really meant me was when she was sitting in her high chair while I made dinner one night and she was so mad I had put her down. She was screaming and finally belted out, "MAAA!" And I knew what she meant.
The last week or two she's been chanting "da da da da" over and over again. Isaac wasn't so sure she was actually trying to say dad, but after a phone conversation with him on speaker phone today, she babbled "da da da" when she heard his voice. So there we have it. We have a talker on our hands. Kind of. At least she's attempting more sounds.
She's getting pretty good at sitting up now too. But leave her in a sitting position too long and she'll hunch on over or tip one way or the other. But goodness, the girl tries!
She also had her first boat ride last week, if that counts as a milestone. Probably not.
Here's this chubby little thing in all her cute glory...
SEVEN Month Old Stats:
- 20.31 lbs. (94th percentile)
Sleeping: She's finally decided she's a normal baby and will wake up once (sometimes twice) in the middle of the night. Still naps twice a day for about two hours each.
Wearing: 9 month and 12 month clothes.
- She's still getting weekly visits from the physical therapist, Darlene. She's gotten pretty used to her play sessions with her and used to be relatively fine with me observing from a few feet away. But the girl is developing a lovely case of separation anxiety and doesn't like me to veer more than a few inches away or she'll cry. And her cry sounds like she's dying.
- Separation anxiety is also manifesting itself at the gym in the baby play area while I workout. On Tuesday she cried the entire hour I was gone.
- She loooooves her sisters. Marin can make her laugh and smile so huge. Paige likes to love on her a little too much.
- We got her one of those bouncy chair things, to try and help her work on strengthening her legs. She pushes off the ground with her feet and plays with all these cute toys on the bouncer. I think it's helping (at least a little). She's finally starting to put weight on her legs when we pick her up and set her feet not the ground.
