6 Months

Happy (belated) Half Birthday, Goosey Girl!!

I feel like I repeat myself in every monthly birthday post, but you are just quite simply the happiest, sweetest girl in the whole wide world, and there is no other way to say it.  Everyone, and I mean everyone, who has ever met you has commented on what a happy baby you are. 

In this last month you've shown your Daddy and I just how much you've grown.  You have made it abundantly clear that you are becoming more and more toddler-like, and less and less infant-like with each and every day. 

At 6 months:

Your personality is really shining through!  You are so silly and sweet, and I know that you will be a happy person when you grow up; you take after your Daddy in many ways, and for that I am so thankful.

You are incredibly vocal and you like to let people know how you are feeling.  Several peeps have heard you say "Hi", and Daddy thinks you say "Momma" when you cry - haha, how appropriate!

You are eating solids!  YAY!!!  We reached our first breastfeeding goal, you have been exclusively breastfed up until this point.  We celebrated your 6 month birthday by introducing solids.  Your first solid food was pureed pears, and much to our surprise, you didn't love them.

You still love to nurse, and I love nursing you.

You can sit up, totally unassisted.

You reach for your toys and transfer them between hands.

You love your jumperoo, you are such a good bouncer!

You play with your feet all.the.time. and it is just about the cutest thing ever!

You are still toothless.

You had your first legit ailment, who could forget Battle Molluscum?  And you are almost completely rid of that nasty virus.

You still sleep right between Daddy and I.  After a massive sleep training fail, we realized that's just where you belong.  We've started scaling back the night time nursing, and it seems to have reduced your night waking.

You started the N.A.P.S. program (better late than never) and your nap quality has hugely improved.    

You are finally on a schedule.  It only took us 6 months to figure it out.

6:00-6:30 Wake up and nurse
6:45-8:30 Hang with Grampy and Uncle Cole
8:30-9:00 Enjoy bottle #1
9:00-10:00 Take a nap
10:00-12:30 Hang with Grampy and Auntie Fal
12:30-1:00 Enjoy bottle #2
1:00-2:30 Take a nap
2:30-3:15 Hang with Grampy and enjoy bottle #3
3:15-4:45 Daddy gets home
4:45-5:30 Momma gets home, nurse and nap
5:30-7:30 Play, bath time, and bed time

You weigh approximately 21 pounds and you are approximately 28 inches long.  (will update after your well-baby visit on Friday)

You are wearing some 6-9 month clothes, for now, but they're already tight.  We all know how I feel about the clothing manufacturers tailoring clothes towards the skinny babies...  And, I think its about time we graduate to large diapers.

And now for a few of my favorites from your 6 month photo shoot:

You are the greatest blessing two people could ask for, and we love you more than anything, Baby Goose!

Darn you, clothing manufacturers!!

I'm a little frustrated.

But what else is new, right?

Over the weekend I washed all of Lulu's 6-9 month clothes (yes, the clothes I said I'd wash 2 weeks ago), only to find out that NONE of her pants fit.

Not a chance in hell, Ma!

For most of my life I have hated jeans shopping, and now my poor, sweet Lulu seems to be following suit.  ::insert sad face::  I am so over the clothing industry accommodating only the skinny people.

Who are all these skinny babies?

When did skinny babies become the norm?

What about the phat babies of the world?

Okay, okay...I know the 97th percentile isn't exactly normal, but the weight ranges on baby clothes is absolutely absurd to me.  Now I have a bunch of baby pants that will go unworn....  And don't even get me started on bloomers!  Between the ass genes in this girl and her cloth diapers, she has never been able to wear bloomers.  But then again, I guess that's why God made stretchy pants - just for our pumpkin! 

Anyone else in the same boat?  Or are Casey and I the only ones that grow big babies? As a side note, I've got about a hundred bloomers free to a good home, if anyone is interested give me a shout!

5 Months

Dear Goosey Girl:

Happy 5 Month Birthday, my love!  You are the sweetest, most beautiful girl in the world, and this past month has really brought out your personality!    

At 5 months:

You are the happiest girl in the world!  And that's no exaggeration, everyone that's ever met you can attest to that.

You talk all day long, and I absolutely love it.  I keep waiting for you to look up at me and say Hi Momma!

You are almost sitting up on your own.

You have phenomenal leg and neck strength.

You've started blowing little raspberries.  Generally on my neck.

You have taken the pacifier ONE TIME in your five months. 

You are a professional roller.  Anytime I set you on your wiggle worm mat, you immediately roll to your belly.

You're still not sleeping through the night - especially this past week!  But I don't mind one bit, because we've got the rest of our lives to sleep.

You still bed-share with Daddy and I full time.

You're pushing 19 pounds and you are 26 inches long.  Hence my "mom arms".

You still wear medium size cloth diapers (thank God!) and you'll be graduating to 6-9 month clothing this weekend - after some shopping and unpacking.

You are still exclusively breastfed (much to Grammy's dismay).  You get three bottles a day while you're with Grampy and the boob the rest of the time.  We plan to test drive solids on your 6 month birthday. 

You LOVE mirrors and you've finally started to really play with your toys.  Especially Spottie.

Your big girl legs have officially outgrown the Bumbo.  ::sigh:: 

You love your Daddy.  You have so much fun with him.  The two of you play and play and play every night together.  He makes you giggle and smile like no one else can.

You are quite the swimmer, you just love the water.  You do a baby doggy paddle in the pool and you kick your legs at bath time.  Two of the cutest things I've ever seen.

You still don't have any teeth, but everything you touch goes right to your mouth.

And, much to my surprise, this was your best monthly photo shoot to date!  Here are a few of my favorites...

We love you, beautiful! 

My baby is phat.

Not FAT. 

Both of my siblings, most of Casey's siblings, Casey, and myself were all big babies (90th percentile and above).  My brother actually weighed 10 pounds at birth.  It was only natural for Lulu to follow in our footsteps. 

We love our big girl.  Big babies are the best babies.  Big babies are all I've ever known. 

I do not overfeed her.  And she is not a formula baby (no one ever believes this).  She is a perfectly healthy, perfectly beautiful baby girl.  We love each and every little roll on our Goose.

Today, at Costco, some jackass came up to me and said:

"WOW!  She's bigger than my six month old!"

And my response:

"WOW. I don't care!"

Happy as a clam, before "the incident"...