Friday, 1 September 2017

Baby & Me: Eight Month Update

She's crawling! It's a bit lopsided, one foot and one knee is how she's decided to play it but she's off and I am not ready. In so many ways but mainly because we still don't have a living room. Here's what else has been happening.

She put the groundwork in over the week but saved the proper, purposeful crawl for when Tom was around this weekend. We spent Sunday afternoon at my aunties house and she made good use of the big expanse of carpeted floor. He's away for work this week so I'm glad he saw it before he went because she'll probably be riding a bike by Friday. I jest but the speed at which they learn is astonishing. As soon as she could crawl she's heading straight for things to pull herself up on, the radiator is fine, things that move are the problem, like chairs, because when they slip away she goes with them.

She still doesn't have any teeth, no sign of them either. A lady told me today that she knew a baby that was sixteen months before his came through. She also told me that the later they get them the later they lose them. I'm not sure how true that one is but in a way I think it's probably a good thing if she gets all of the inevitable face-planting that comes with crawling out of the way before she has teeth to knock out. 

She's eating! Ok this is the big one, if you've been following our journey on Instagram you'll probably already know all about our troubles with reflux, the silent and the not-so-silent type. There was a bit of confusion and I wasn't really sure what I was supposed to be doing but after going in all guns blazing at six months we cut the food right back and re-introduced the Ranitidine, she only had it for a week but it neutralised the acid. I built the food up again slowly. She wasn't too interested anyway but as we neared eight months she just seemed to be hungrier, was grabbing it out of my hands and making noises that roughly translated to "what about meeeee?" every time we ate, so quite naturally, quite organically in the end she decided that food wasn't so bad after all. It's all staying down too. Apart from those bits that are too big and get brought back up immediately. Oh my, that silent choke is terrifying. I still wouldn't say that she loves her dinner, but she eats it. Pudding on the other hand, she can't get enough of. Just like her mama. 

Sleep! I don't know whether it's a phase or it's just her growing out of that sleepy newborn stage but bedtimes seem to be getting more difficult, not easier. Even a couple of weeks ago, although she would often cry before napping, putting her to sleep in the evening was without much trauma, but, as she reached eight months old she's decided the night-time sleep is worth a fight too. It's draining on us both. I've googled it, I'm doing all the things, the consistency, the important  daytime naps, the solid food but she's harder to put down and wakes up more. Everything could change tomorrow, I just hope it's for the better. 

I'm ok. I have been better. I still have my knickers in a twist about my battles to get our Wise Hippo teacher to understand my concerns about the who 'failing' at birth thing. I want to let it go, I really do.  I started writing about how their treatment of me, after I gave her my feedback, made me feel but I've just copied and pasted it because it got too long, so, if you fancy, you can read about that here. 

I'm starting to get a little weary with the sleep deprivation now. I was fine about getting up through the night up until around six months but I'm not ok with it anymore. We had a few weeks where things seemed to be improving but we're all back to a 2/3am wake up and a 5ish one. I'm pretty sure that she doesn't really need milk at that time because she's filling up in the day on (breast) milk and food but letting her cry it out in the middle of the night is a) too distressing and b) keeps Tom awake which I don't think is fair when he has work in the morning. I mean, I *could* go for a nap in the afternoon. I don't, but I could. I just want to have enough energy to get stuff done in the day now. I'm going to try offering water instead of boob for that 2am wake up. I'll keep you posted! 

I'm running out of mum friends! There's been a lot of back-to-work action from my mum dates of late, plus the fact that my original mum friend (who had a baby before me), the one with a flexible enough job to still do play dates, is leaving the country. I'm going to give the mum dating sites like Mush another go. The groups start up again now that the holidays are coming to an end too so that should fill some holes in our schedule! 

That's us at eight months! 

Image credit: The toy that she's playing with is the Infantino 3 in 1 Sensory walk and discovery car. 

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