18 April 2012

Nerd in the World: Month 6

"If you put the sticker on my belly, I'll grab it and eat it…along with this starfish teether."

I love her little feet.

Curious and calm. That's my Mal.

Age: 6 months
Weight: 16 lbs. 8 oz. (75th percentile)
Length: 26 3/4 in. (90th percentile--where did she get the height gene?)
What can she do now?
  • stay in a sitting position
  • hold her own bottle
  • roll from back to front (she mostly does this in her sleep, and it takes a lot of effort)
  • roll from front to back in a very controlled manner (which is less dramatic than what she used to do--fling herself onto her back, usually startling herself and ending up in her quintessential "starfish" position)
  • scoot backwards when on her tummy
  • look for you when playing "Where's Mallory?"

Celebrations from the past month:
  • CRCT is over, thank goodness. When it comes to public education, I don't think there is anything more stressful than state testing. Sure, it's nice to have data on your students' learning each year, but CRCT unnerves students and gives teachers ulcers. I'm relieved I won't have to administer the dern thing next school year.
  • The Wynne family attended their first wedding together. No babysitters this time. All three of us dressed our best and drove into Winder for one of my co-worker's nuptials the Saturday before Easter. Since the ceremony began around Mallory's feeding time, we popped a bottle in her mouth to keep from being "that" couple with the screaming baby at a wedding. Even while she worked on her supper from the back row, she made eyes and smiles at perfect strangers. Her flirty openness had those same strangers approaching us to remark on how beautifully happy she was for such a young age. I don't think I've ever held my chin higher. We weren't just blessed with a baby; we were blessed with a contented one.
My co-worker, Melody, took this shot after the ceremony. The bride has an affinity for polka dots,
so Mal was donned in a dress to match the obsession.
Mal with the beautiful bride, Jodie. It was getting close to Baby Nerd's bed time, which
meant we had to duck out before any rugs or cake were cut.
  • Mal and Patrick had another play date! With the babies getting older, they are really starting to notice each other. Of course they had different feeding and diaper schedules from one another, but that didn't keep them from reaching out for each other or playing with the other's toys. Mojo even likes to get in on the fun. He stands at ready for any sudden spit-ups, lapping up almost as quickly as the babies can produce. When he realizes the babies have more interest in each other than him, he slinks over to his pillow and naps. Katy and I talked of summer plans, hoping to get the babies together for swim time at her in-laws' neighborhood pool and family outings at Turner Field. Mallory has a couple of Braves onesies ready in her closet so she can look her best for Chipper Jones's last season.
A little flirting between the two...

Patrick: "This is my calendar pose."
Mal: "Boy, do your feet stink!"

Check out Patrick's silky blonde hair!

How has my daughter perfected her "diva face" when I told her I won't put up with her drama?

    Dorky Mommy Moment (DMM):
    I'm pretty sure I hit the 1,000 mark in singing and acting out the hand motions for "Itsy Bitsy Spider". And when Michael isn't home, I do my uncoordinated white girl dance to make Baby Nerd smile.

    A mother's thoughts from this month:
    Before the baby comes, you do countless hours of research and inquiring other mothers about toys and cribs and monitors. You add items to your 3-4 registries as you are informed of the items that are guaranteed winners and eliminate others that ended up being recalled. And after being showered with so many gifts, you find a place to put every one of them in your home in anticipation of your baby's arrival. Your favorites stay in places open and obvious so you can emote joy each time you walk past. Items you receive in multiples are assigned fixed locations all over the house. Wipes in every room? Not a bad idea! Bouncy seat in your living room AND at grandma's house? I think so! But babies grow out of items so incredibly quickly, and I find it hard to believe I'm already having to put away items that have hardly been used. Onesies, socks, bottle nipples, baby bathers, towels. Seriously: towels. Little hoodie towels with turtle prints or wide bands of yellow and white stripes don't engulf her the same way as when she was fresh out of the womb. Mallory's feet now hang over the edge of her swing, and she's approaching the maximum length for her car seat. Where in the heck are all of these items going to go until the next baby? We only have so much closet space, and anything that would fit under the bed would end up "belonging" to Mojo. What we don't have room for and know we won't be using for the next little nerd will be consigned or passed along to the next mommy friend. And while I know it's necessary to keep only what we need and part with the unnecessary, it's never easy to fold up one of the 208 newborn outfits she only wore twice and committing it to a dark drawer until either another baby girl comes along...or you're passing it onto her when she's expecting her first daughter. Okay, so Baby Nerd doesn't have 208 newborn outfits, but I'm sure you understand where I'm coming from. There is great triumph in growing a baby, but there is great sorrow in how they leave behind footprints they won't fit into tomorrow.

    "Birth is not only about making babies. Birth is about making mothers...strong, competent, capable mothers who trust themselves and know their inner strength." 
    ~Barbara Katz Rothman

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