If I had to use photos to describe Z’s personality at 9 months, without any doubt it would be this first photo. Feet dangling from the slots of her crib and yet, happy as a clam!
Z now weighs 7.62 kg at 9 months, she can very slowly crawl forward, attempts to stand up (usually using my knees as support), and is just a little moving machine! She still does not sleep through the night (woe is me!) and wakes up a minimum of twice a night which is not too bad considering sometimes it can be a whole lot worse. She recognises us; her Mama and Daddy and can look for us if we ask, “Where is Daddy/Mama?". She loves playing hide and seek, especially in bed in the mornings. She now knows how to scrunch up her face and tilt her head to the side when she wants to be loving (which is so ridiculously adorable!) but somehow, she has gotten people shy. Before she used to smile openly at anyone and everyone but now, not so much. She doesn’t mind strangers looking at her or saying hello but she doesn’t smile back; it’s just a blank stare back at them.
Still, no sign of ‘em teeth though! She alternates between being a happy baby and a cranky, drooling baby thanks to those darn teeth. Oh, and we have also started using the big bathtub for Z’s baths. She absolutely loves it! She splishes and splashes and sometimes she even tries to eat the bubbles! The not so great part about it is that she loves the bath so much that she cries when I take her out to dress her up. And that’s when you get to hear all sorts of nursery rhymes from the resident entertainer i.e. Mama!
Z is still a fully breastfed baby at 9 months. And while feeding that is the time when I’ll usually tell her that I love her and we’ll share kisses and cuddles afterwards. She has also gotten better at giving ‘kisses’ which is more of her smashing her face/mouth to my face! I have to say though that his girl is quite rough. Her kicks are really painful and she just lunges face forward towards us. Sitting in her crib, a place that’s supposed to be relative safe, she has hit both her face and head at separate times. The worst bit, she even pinches my nips which really gets on my nerves because 1. it hurts and 2. IT REALLY HURTS!
She hasn’t gotten discharged yet from the children’s hospital but when we went for her follow up checkup, Z’s surgeon was really pleased with the way everything was. He was happy with her weight, the way her scar looks and the general way that Z was. We have another checkup in a years time and of course we will keep praying for everything to continue progressing the way it has been; wonderfully!
Happy 9 Months, bubba!