Shortly after I wrote Louisa’s last post, she started crawling in earnest. She gets across a room in no time now, and we had to put up a baby gate at the top of the basement stairs.
And no sooner had she mastered crawling did she try her hand at pulling herself up to standing. So now, whenever she gets to a low-lying piece of furniture, she pulls herself up and then laughs and laughs at the sheer pleasure of her new vantage point!
Unfortunately, more mobility means she’s more prone to bumps and falls. She took a big tumble this week and managed to get her first baby bobo. Right on her forehead, too.
And while you might assume that with all this new activity and energy expenditure, Louisa would be more tired and sleep better at night, you would be WRONG – she’s just too excited about all the new things she can do and therefore has NO TIME for sleep. She sleeps very little, going to bed later and waking up earlier than usual. I don’t know how she does it, but I’m certainly not coping well.
She’s also got her first tooth, which may account for some of the sleeplessness. One of her bottom incisors popped up late into week 32, and while it has broken through the gum, it’s taking it’s sweet time in fully coming out. She’s been chomping on everything in sight.
Louisa continues to eat very well, gladly accepting most things that we offer her. Her hand-eye coordination is also very strong, and she can manage to pick up cut up pasta from her tray and get it into her mouth with relative ease. She really enjoys cucumbers (mostly because they’re cold and crunchy – great for teething) and she’s now eating a little something at every lunch and dinner.
As for Louisa’s personality, it has really emerged in these last few weeks. All of a sudden, we have a little person living with us, someone with thoughts and feelings all her own. She is such a happy girl, tolerant of her rambunctious brother, and never happier than when she’s in our arms. She has kind eyes and as my mom would say a bonne facon. She gives us big open-mouth kisses, grabbing our cheeks to get better leverage, and eye contact is enough for her to shine her winning smile on us. Now that she’s mobile, she follows me from room to room, and will start to cry if she loses track of where I am in the house. She loves to play with Nico’s die-cast cars, and just the other day I caught them playing a game of peekaboo around the ottoman in the living room. She has learned how to play with her rough older brother, and laughs and laughs whenever he does something to amuse her (which is often).
I remember the 8-9 month period as being a golden age with Nico, and I’m really looking forward to this continued development with Louisa.
I love you so much, Baby Girl!