I feel compelled to write a monthly post for my Amelia. Bless her soul. In all honesty, the reason I never did months 1-6 is simple; she never stopped crying. What kind of a monthly post would that be?
“Happy 2 months, Amelia! You cry constantly and can scream louder than any child I’ve ever known…or any human for that matter. You want to nurse 24/7, spit up the majority of what you eat, rarely sleep, and hate everyone except your mother. We love you!”
How unpleasant to go back and read one day. You’re not supposed to remember these extremely tough time with babies – because if you did you wouldn’t have any more. So blogging about it wouldn’t do anything but make it where I couldn’t forget if I wanted to!
All of that being said, Amelia has turned a corner.
I’m sure of it. I think. I hope. She is FINALLY accepting a bottle from a few select people, she likes her Daddy a little more these days, and she isn’t screaming at the top of her lungs anymore all the time. She is really a sweet girl!
You are something else, girl. The last 7 months have been challenging, but rewarding. Without a doubt, you love your mommy. You hate for me to be out of your sight, unless Ms. Lois is holding you. She’s my only acceptable substitute! She loves you, though, so that makes me happy. You roll all over the place! You roll your way across a room sometimes! I love to put you down somewhere and come back and find you across the room…so funny!
You are attempting to sit up on your own and getting better at it everyday! You TRY to crawl. You basically can get both legs up under your tush and you try to push off with one foot – it usually involves you accidently rolling yourself back onto your back.
You think your sister is the funniest person alive. You watch every move she makes! She loves to come talk to you and play “gitchu gitchu” (“I’m gonna get you, get you, get you!”) You go to sleep around 6:30pm and sleep until about 6:30am. Sometimes I can pull you into bed with me and nurse you back to sleep for another hour or so.
You’re a tiny little girl. When I weighed you today you were an even 14lbs. You’re only in the 20th percentile for your height so we’re thinking you’re going to be a petite little girl. You might prove us wrong, though! Even though you’re a tiny thing, you have the rolly-est (yes, I made up that word) thighs and poofiest (again, yes.) cheeks. I love them. You’re still in a size 2 diaper – which works out great. We had a diaper shower from the ladies at church in January and got so many diapers that I still haven’t had to buy a single pack yet. How awesome is THAT?!
(Check out those leg rolls for a 14lb baby!)
You have the strongest little legs! You would much rather stand up than sit down. You definitely didn’t get that from your mother. Ha! You chew anything you can get in your mouth, including your fists. You can fit your entire fist in your mouth. It’s quite impressive, really. You slobber everywhere and we keep expecting a tooth or two, but so far you just have a gummy, toothless grin!
You love your playmat, your jumperoo, your crunchy elephant, and your squeaky giraffe.
I think it’s cute that you have favorite toys already. You eat about six 5oz bottles a day and nurse once in the morning and once at night. This just started last week. Before that you nursed every 2 hours all day long until 6:30 rolled around. You like baby food a lot. Anything with bananas! You also LOVE an avocado & banana mixed together. You won’t eat the avocado without the banana, but you love the two together!
You hate to have a dirty diaper. You will scream uncontrollably until it gets changed. Pee is fine, but the other…notsomuch. You expect a fresh diaper within seconds of being finished, which is sometimes difficult – especially if we’re in a store or the car somewhere!
You have a mind of your own, without a doubt. I think you might get that from your mommy. You want what you want! Daddy and I were discussing just last night how you’ve got persistence working for you!
I look at you and think about how tiny you are and how before I blink my eyes we’ll be celebrating 1 year going on 18 years. It kills me. Some part of me wants you to stay my little baby forever, but the other part can’t wait for all the fun times ahead. When Caroline turned about 9 months old, I constantly said (and still continue to say every month) “this is my favorite age!” I have no doubt it will be the same with you! You are a wonderful addition to our little family, and it makes me so excited when you and Caroline interact and smile and play with each other. I hope you always treasure one another!
We love you with all of our hearts, baby girl. I can’t wait to teach you all the wonderful things about Jesus and our purpose on this earth. My hope is that you become a Christian, godly woman who always tries to please the Lord! You are such a joy in our lives. We love you.
Mommy (& Daddy, of course!)