Nine Months

Nine Months

Holy crap, time flies! I haven’t update this in over a month and now my baby girl is nine whole months old! I can hardly believe it. Ever since she started sitting up unassisted, she’s gained all sorts of new skills. She’s scooting around now and while she fails at crawling, we really think that she’s going to end up walking.



She had her nine month check-up and everything went well, though she’s no longer in the 90th percentile for height/length. Now she’s just normal. I’m glad that her weight and everything else are fine, though. She weighed 17 lbs and 8 oz. She’s still pretty small when you compare her to other babies her age, but she’s got rolls and it’s pretty clear that she’s healthy.

Her grandparents got her a car, which she loves! She’s stone-faced when we drive her around, but the husband is convinced that she’s just taking everything in. She cries and fusses when we take her out of it, though, so I’m pretty sure he’s right. She’s like a sponge–she has to absorb everything.



We’ve been so busy lately that time just seems to fly by. The husband leaves the weekend of Labor Day and he’ll be gone for an entire week out in the wilds of Wyoming with his dad. That leaves me and Evangeline on our own. My mum decided it was a great idea to visit that weekend, too, sigh. So I’ll be dealing with that. I’m not entirely thrilled, but as I keep telling the husband, it’s good that she’s so intent on spending time with Eva.

Evangeline’s sleep sucks. She started teething a few weeks ago and now has one bottom tooth through with another following closely behind. She’d started her old sleeping patterns only for it to be smashed to pieces by teething… now she sleeps in spurts of two hours at a time… if we’re lucky. It sucks. I’m super sleep-deprived and my brain is barely functioning at this point! I miss sleep.

I was super distraught over our pictures being cancelled again and again, too. It got to the point where she didn’t have any openings until November, so now my dreams of professionally taken summer pictures are dead. I’m still quite upset about it. I really wanted pictures of us all together and that’s really difficult for me to try and manage on my own. I really hope I can figure something out…



Eva’s last day of infant class was Friday, so she starts in the one-year-old class (the back, with kids her age) on Monday. I was upset about it and still am. She’s only nine months! They’ve had an influx of new babies, though, and there’s just no more room for her. One of her teachers she likes is going with, so that makes it a little easier… but she’s leaving behind the supervisor of the room, who she loves and who loves her. I’m sure I’m going to be really sad on Monday when I have to bypass that room and drop her off at the one down the hall. I’m just hoping it doesn’t disrupt her too terribly.

I’m sure I’m missing stuff that’s happened. We went to visit the husband’s grandparents. The husband has an interview for another job next Monday–he has to drive all the way to Richmond Virginia. We were all going to go, but the meeting is at such an odd time that he’d rather just make it a one-day trip and drive back immediately after. They were going to put us up in a hotel room!

Eight Months

Eight Months


I can hardly believe it. Evangeline is 8 months old! How is this even possible? Where did my little baby go? She’s really trying to be mobile now, but still hasn’t quite achieved it. She’s frustrated that she can’t just get on her belly and crawl. That’s what happens when you hate being on your tummy! She’s trying, though. I’m a little scared that it’s going to happen soon…

She’s babbling and saying things like mumumum and dadada, though not with any discernible consistency. Mostly she just goes, “mumumum!” when she’s crying and will randomly, but very clearly, say, “Dada!” She’s too focused on trying to figure out how to get places to figure that stuff out, I think, heh.

She’s still wearing her 6 month clothes, but I’ve got a few 6 to 9 months in there. I think we’ll need to switch her pajamas out soon, at least a few of them, as they’re tight on the length of her legs. The 9 month ones seem huge, though. I guess we went through that when she was turning 5 months, too…


Mum was up over the 4th of July weekend. They arrived Saturday and left before noon on Monday. It was a short visit, but she got to spend time with Eva. It was difficult. Mum was being very erratic and just kind of mean, without really intending to be, due to her “issues”… but I did a great job of just dealing with it. We didn’t have fights like last time. I was just super stressed out afterwards. We spent almost an entire day at the mall on Sunday and Eva did amazing! Not one meltdown or fussy episode! I was so proud of her.

Mum got to see the daycare on Monday, too, as I called off work. I needed to just mentally rest after the visit and I’ve been feeling weird about leaving Evangeline, too. I think I’m just responding to her being extra clingy lately. She’s going through another “leap” and is really intent on trying to move around. She’s not sleeping great at night, she usually ends up in bed with me… though she’ll randomly do awesome and just sleep in her own bed, too. I can’t figure it out so I just say she’s going through something, haha. I’m sure it’ll pass.

It’s been so awful and rainy here that our photos got rescheduled three times and now they’re scheduled for August. I was really upset, as I wanted to get photos for her 1st birthday, too, if these turned out great. I guess I just have to buck up and deal if I want my outdoor photos…

Breastfeeding is still going well, Eva was going crazy with solids, but she seems to have scaled back lately and returned to being a boob fiend. Pumping at work still sucks and I can’t wait until I’m done! Four more months, but that also means my baby will be an entire year old and I don’t think I’m ready for that at all!

I keep thinking back to last year and where I was, mentally, then. It’s such a stretch. It’s so weird to see pictures of myself pregnant. All of it seems so very far away now, like it happened an eternity ago. It’s like looking at a different person and in a way, I was an entirely different person then! I’m glad I kept the pregnancy journal, though. It’s interesting to look at now…

Can’t Keep Up!

Can't Keep Up!

I have like, zero time to update this anymore. Weekends are packed with errands, trying to clean, and visiting family. Weekdays are full of work, coming home to spend time with Evangeline, and then trying to squeeze out what little personal time or time with the husband I can get after she goes to bed (and usually only if she stays asleep!)



It’s amazing how much has changed since Evangeline started sitting up. It’s like it opened up a whole new world for her! She loves trying to get at our laptops or keyboards. Sitting with daddy while he’s playing a game on his laptop is a favorite thing for her. She’s also enjoying story time more, trying to touch the interactive pages and noticing what’s on the pages. It’d all a lot of fun.

She doesn’t babble as much as other babies, which kind of sucks, but when she does… it’s pretty constant until she just… stops. She’s too busy watching us talk to join in, I guess. We engage her plenty.

She does this hilarious tremor/wiggle with a noise, “Unnh!!!” whenever she gets excited. Cracks us up! She loves trying to stand, too.



The husband’s paternal grandparents came down for a visit. It was the first time they’d seen our house. It went well! Everyone loves seeing Evangeline–she’s a fantastic icebreaker, haha. His parents were here, too, so the house was pretty full of people. Eva got a little fussy due to all the chaos, but other than that, she did well.

My mum is coming for a visit soon… we’re both kind of dreading it. I mean, I’m so glad she’s here to be in Eva’s life and everything, but I kind of wish she’d get medicated or at the very least, see a therapist, because she’s becoming progressively hard to deal with. She’s just so… erratic. Oh well. We’re both hoping it will be fine.

It kind of sucks that we’ll have had people here for both three day weekends in the summer, though. We’d intended to try and take a little family trip, but I don’t see that happening now. The husband leaves for Wyoming with his dad on the week of Labor Day in September. We’ll be on our own for a whole week! I remember them discussing the trip forever ago… wow. How are we back here already?

Seven Months

Seven Months

Evangeline has been on solids now for over a month. She’ll eat anything you put in front of her and seems to really prefer regular foods to purees. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have any teeth, so her ability to eat regular food is pretty limited. Still, I’m thrilled that her palate is so varied! We keep trying to encourage her curiosity as best we can.

In fact, she wants solids so much that she’s constipated herself. The daycare had us send more, as she was quite sad when everyone else was eating and hers were already gone. We did, but now I think it’s a bit too much. She really doesn’t know when to quit! So, I’ll be cutting that back a bit and then sending a little more breastmilk to try and counter it.


In other news… she’s a whole seven months old now! I can hardly believe it. Even more, she’s sitting up on her own, too. It just sort of “happened” one morning. They’ve been working with her at daycare, but nothing huge–just letting her sit in their bumbo and play with toys. I still keep a boppy around her as she isn’t completely strong with it yet… but I’m amazed. I very nearly started crying when she did it! She’s getting so big, so fast. It’s insane.

We have family pictures scheduled on Friday and I’m so excited now because they’ll be able to get adorable pictures of her sitting!


She’s also enjoying the pool more now, which is awesome! She kicks her feet when you swim around with her and laughs and giggles. She doesn’t seem to be afraid of it at all, which is great. I’m still waiting until we can get her to blow bubbles in the water. I’m hesitant, because I’m not sure if she’s quite ready for that yet… she’d probably just try to drink it and choke.

We’re keeping busy around here… weekends are still pretty jam-packed with trying to do stuff around the house, spend time with Eva, and whatever else seems to pop up! We had to replace our water heater, which cost around $500 and put a huge damper on Father’s Day… as the gift I had planned cost almost that! I had wanted to have the husband’s Honda fixed up and repainted, sigh. I felt awful that I didn’t have amazing gifts for him… but I’m still planning on getting him something.

He did get a good Father’s day, though. We spent the day at the in-laws pool, with him free to enjoy the sun and everything, as he loves… and then we had Chinese. That’s pretty much a perfect day for him. It would only be better if we’d been in Key West!

Six Months

Six Months

My sweet baby girl turned six months on the 12th. I can hardly believe it. Six months… that’s half of a year! A year ago, I was still freaking out; I was incredibly sick; we were preparing to go to Arizona. I had no idea what awaited me–I had no idea that she was even a little girl. Now, here we are, an entire year later… and she’s six months old.


Time has such a different meaning and flow once you’ve got someone to care for. Children change things, yes, but they change time the most–the way you perceive it and the way to seems to pass. It simultaneously flies by and lags along. It’s amazing and it’s baffling. I want to stop and cherish these moments forever, but they just seem so fleeting. They’re escaping my grasp and it makes me sad. My little baby is growing up.

Sometimes I just stare at her in wonderment–she’s a part of me, more a part of me than anything can be. I made her; she has my hands, my fingers, my cheeks, my dimples… I just can’t get over it. It hits me randomly and each time it does, it’s just so intense.


I could never have anticipated the way I feel now. I’m still getting to know it, I’m still trying to understand it. Every day, it seems to grow and change and somehow become deeper. It’s the most intense, scary, and amazing thing I’ve ever felt. Thinking back on my life before it–before her–just seems odd. There was a life before this? How?

But it isn’t all easy. It’s hard, really hard sometimes. I’ve made sacrifices I didn’t know I was capable of. I’ve given up things I swore I never would. Free time, relaxation, all of those things are foreign concepts to me now. I know that, eventually, I’ll regain the ability to do the things I once did… but right now? I feel like a completely different person, so apart from the things I once knew and loved.

There’s also the battles in raising a child. Evangeline is growing and learning, and along with that, comes hardship. I don’t agree with cry it out and I’m definitely in the ‘attachment parenting’ camp… but ever since Evangeline got sick, she hasn’t been sleeping through the night like she once was. Every time she coughed or stirred, I ran to her, worried because she was having issues breathing. Now that she’s better, she’s waking up every hour or so and not sleeping. She’s cranky and irritable in the mornings.

So, I spoke with the pediatrician at her visit and she advised that I try a less intense form of ‘sleep training.’ Essentially, we put her to bed drowsy, allow her to fall asleep, and when she wakes, we go to her, soothe her, and then immediately leave. If she cries, we wait five minutes, go in and soothe her, and then leave again. It’s still letting her cry a bit and I’m not okay with it. The only reason I’m allowing it is because we know she’s faking. The husband proved it to me by having me leave the room while she was in a full-blown crying fit. I left, she stopped, and then she was giggling and smiling at the husband. Sigh.

I’m hoping this works. We’ve only been doing it reliably for a day or so. On Monday, she slept great and woke up super happy. It was awesome. Last night was rough, however, as she woke constantly. I’m crossing my fingers for a turnaround soon… I’m a total wimp when it comes to her crying!