Monday, July 1, 2013

10 months? No way!

I'm sitting here in complete disbelief that it's time for Macey's 10 month update. Last year at this time, I was enormously pregnant and filled with anticipation. I was so excited to meet my daughter, but so nervous about the ways in which my life was about to change. And I'll be totally honest: the transition from one to two kids isn't a cakewalk, especially in the earliest days and weeks. Now, I can't imagine it any other way. Of course, there are the daily spats with her brother now that she's mobile and must have everything he has in his hand. And sometimes I swear I might rip my hair out if I hear "MACEY! You always STEAL EVERYTHING!!!!" one more time in any given hour. But sibling disagreements aside, this little girl has changed our family in the best possible ways. It's hard to capture in words just how joyful and full of life and happiness Macey is every single day. She really does light up a room with her gummy smile and friendly wave.

So, here's you, Macey Jean, at 10 months old:

  • You nap 2x a day; each nap averages 1.5-2 hours.
  • Your night sleep is so terrible that I don't even want to go into detail about it here. We'll save that for a sleep training post coming soon.
  • You finally have teeth! Your two bottom teeth to be exact, and they are slightly crooked and perfectly adorable.
  • You babble: mama, dada, baba, nana. It seems that you might be starting to use 'mama' and 'dada' correctly some of the time, but who knows at this age.
  • You wave. Constantly, and to everyone. Your daddy gets home from work & you wave frantically to him. Then he walks out of the room to change his clothes and gets the same enthusiastic wave when he returns 2 minutes later. You also wave to strangers in the store. I can't count the number of times that I have seen a stranger smiling and waving and looked down at you to see you offering them your best gummy grin. You're a charming girl.
  • At your 9 month check-up (which was only a week ago), you weighed in at 15 lbs, 11oz. You're in the 10th %ile for weight and the 20th %ile for height.
  • You still nurse every 3-4 hours. You also eat solids (purees) 3 times a day and snacks in between. I plan to start weaning you at a year old.
  • Table food is still kind of hit or miss, but your favorites are peas (your absolute favorite, hands down-- you get excited just looking at them when I'm getting your plate ready), mac & cheese, graham crackers, pancakes, puffs, cheerios, and bread. You tolerate yogurt and avocado too.
  • Sippy cup is still a work in progress but I make sure to offer it at each meal so you'll get the hang of it.
  • You crawl, pull up, and cruise like a champ.
  • You love to dance.
  • You walk with the assistance of a push toy!
  • You have finally discovered the dog food bowl and the toilet. I'm not so happy about these developments.
  • You also continue to put every.single.thing in your mouth, which resulted in a quite traumatic experience a couple of weeks ago. I was getting a gift bag out of the hall closet where I keep all of my holiday decorations. In the 5 seconds (seriously, 5 seconds tops) it took me to get that gift bag out, you grabbed a Christmas ornament, dropped it so that a few tiny pieces broke off, and then you shoved a couple of those (very thin glass) pieces into your mouth. As you can imagine, I freaked. I did a quick finger sweep of your mouth and recovered 3 small pieces. But I was terrified that you might've swallowed a piece so I called your pediatrician (after calling your daddy and your Nan in tears). The pediatrician assured me that glass is actually very easily digestible (who knew?) and just to watch your next couple of poops to make sure there was no blood. Thankfully, there wasn't any, so I'm pretty certain you didn't swallow any ornament pieces. Still-- such a traumatic day for me! I will celebrate when you stop popping everything straight into your mouth.
  • You're still as happy, easygoing, and loving as ever!
We adore you, Macey. You are such a blessing in all of our lives.

Love,

Mommy

I picked her up from her nap one afternoon just like this: a paci in her mouth, and one in each hand.
 
Her permanent expression.
 
This was taken about 10 minutes post ornament eating episode. Smiling, happy, waving-- typical Macey. You would never know she had just taken a bite of glass.

My puppy...I mean, daughter. See-- everything must go in the mouth.  Always.



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