Life keeps truckin' right along, and Nora is now five months old! As is quite clear from the photo, she is gloriously chunky and is even fitting into some six month clothes. This is blowing my mind just a little bit because Evie was really teeny for a really long while.
Let's see...what's new this month...Overall things are getting easier, and we are getting in a certain kind of groove. If you follow my Instagram account, you might have noticed that, until recently, a lot of my photos over the past few months have been us at home. But lately we (I really mean I) have been feeling much braver and we have been not only desiring but achieving a little bit of adventuring. We've been doing things that would have terrified me a couple months ago such as going downtown and going to farmers markets and doing all this by myself while Mike has been working. I'm hoping that all this continues to get easier especially when the weather changes and spending time outside actually becomes a pleasant experience.
I usually make it a point to always put a headband or a bow of some kind on Nora when we go out. This is because for some strange reason, the good strangers we encounter from time to time always (always) assume she is a boy. I totally get that it can be confusing to figure out the gender of a baby. Honestly, babies look pretty androgynous, in my opinion, so it's completely understandable to not know if one is a boy or a girl. They all just look like babies. But for whatever reason, instead of saying something reasonable like "Oh, you're baby is so cute. Boy or girl?" or "How old is your baby?" almost always, unless your baby is wearing a huge pink sparkly bow and wearing a ruffly bright pink dress, people assume boy. So the other night we went out to eat, and I didn't bother putting a bow on Nora because, whatever, I just didn't feel like it, and sure enough while we're sitting at our table eating a woman comes up to us, and the following encounter occurs:
Lady, pointing at Nora and attempting to guess if she is a boy or a girl, in a very emphatic and confident voice: "BOY."
Me: "No. Girl."
Lady: "Well, she looks like a boy,"
I knew full well what would happen if I didn't put a bow on Nora, and so really, I am to blame for the gender confusion. I guess I can't be too offended.
Anyway...Nora has now officially tried banana, sweet potato, avocado and Baby Mum-Mums, and aside from the slightly bewildered faces she makes when she tries new food, I think she enjoys these new flavors. I have this feeling she's going to be a good eater. I hope I'm right.
She has also discovered her voice. She has been making baby noises for a while now, but this past month, it seems like she's learned that they are actually coming from her and that she has control over the length and volume of said noises. She has taken full advantage of this newfound knowledge. At all hours of the day. Including when her sister and daddy are trying to sleep. It's like she's trying to sing, except it comes out more like a scream, a really high-pitched scream, which she repeats over and over and over. It's really cute watching her test out her vocal chords but the listening isn't so fun, especially when I am desperately trying to keep her quiet.
I want to say that she is basically sleeping through the night, but it is a precarious sort of all-night sleeping. I mean that she's been going to sleep earlier, usually between 7-8pm, and then she usually wakes up a few times throughout the night but goes right back to sleep when I give her the paci and then wakes up for real anywhere between 5 and 6:30am. So yes, technically she is sleeping a decent chunk of the night, but do I feel refreshed by this? No, not really. I'm still waiting for that 7pm-7am kind of sleep. But on the other hand, things could be way, way worse.
She loves chomping on everything, which makes me think she might have a tooth coming soon...we shall see.
We love her sweet personality so much. She loves to observe and smile and chuckle. She loves to be held and she loves stroller walks and watching her sister. She loves falling asleep in her car seat and she loves neck smooches and she loves criss-crossing her legs.
We love you, sweet girl! Until next month!