Somehow you are 7 months old. We are approaching the one year mark so fast that I feel myself trying to grip time, and slow it all down. I'm struggling with how big you are getting. You recently decided you don't want me to rock you to sleep anymore and I hate that so much. I begged you last night as your were having your fit to please let momma rock you one last time. "Please sweet girl, just one more time and I won't ask again." I told you with tears in my eyes. You however were having no part of it. I tried putting you in your crib and your daddy and I let you cry it out for a whole two minutes. Neither of us can stand to hear you upset. So I laid you down in the bed with me, you turned on your side and cuddled up as close as you could get. You looked at me with your big beautful blue eyes and pretty much said, "thank you Momma, this is where I want to be." And who am I to deny you that? I told myself I would put you in the pack n' play when you drifted off to sleep but that didn't happen either.
At seven months your personality is definitely showing! Your daddy and I laugh at you constantly. You are so busy and want to look and explore everything. Anytime we go out we always have people compliment our beautiful baby girl, they tell you how chunky and cute your cheeks are.
You are still wearing a size 3 diaper. Your last weight check was somewhere around 16 pounds. You eat 6 oz every 4 hours. You can sit up completely on your own. You don't mind sitting in a high chair at a restaurant as long as we feed you!
You aren't scooting or crawling yet, but I think we are close!
You were doing really good about sleeping in the pack n' play half the night, but that was when you were letting me rock you. I guess we will have to work on that.
We feed you pretty much anything we eat and we love watching you experiencing new stuff! You love re fried beans, puffs, rice rusks, pancakes, eating tomoatoes with daddy, and pretty much anything we give you.
You are mimicking really well. If we squeal or blow with our mouth you will do it back. You jabber all the time! We've heard "da da" a couple of times. You only say "mama" when you are upset.
You love Sophie, your blankets, your xylophone, and anything you can chew on!
Tenley Hope these last seven moths have been a whirlwind. We are so blessed to have you! You are the light of our lives. Your Daddy and I love you more than you could ever know!
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