Yes, I am alive. Sorry for falling off the face of the planet, but I'm really struggling with "not-crashing-when-lying-down-next-to-DN-at-bedtime". I usually do all my blogging at night, while waiting for my last pump at 12.30am (ish). But for the past two weeks, I've been going to bed at 9.30pm and waking up with a horrible start at 1am because I haven't brushed my teeth / haven't finished that thing for work / missed American Idol / am due for a pump (usually it's all of the above... *big sigh!*) Every night at 9.30pm, I chant to myself, "Iwillnotsleep.Iwillnotsleep.Iwillnotsleep." Of course, come 10pm, the roof could collapse on me and I wouldn't know. Then I wake up at 1am with a mini heart attack, panicking and cursing myself. I then do all the necessary - pump, harvest my potatoes on FB (LOL!) and read the newspaper headlines (I am a sad being) - before catching up with my beauty sleep (lost cause, I know). I'm so sorry. Blogging is not a "necessary"!
But today tonight this morning (yes, it's 2.35am now), I have bumped "blogging" up the "necessary" list and will post this post that's WAY overdue. :( I actually started it two weeks ago, but curses to the zzz-monster! It's his fault that this is so late! Not mine.
At 6 months old, I think we can make pretty good guesses about what kind of little girl DS is. Her character is showing through and she's turning out to be a real sweetheart. She's pretty calm most of the time and quite independent too. By that I mean she doesn't need 24/7 carrying. More like 18/7, haha. If she's had a good feed and a good nap, she's content with lying down in her play pen, kicking her cot piano (thanks Carla!) or chewing on her toy/blanket/romper for a while. Of course, she'll start complaining after 15 minutes, but hey, you would too.
This month, DS stopped sucking her thumbs, fingers and toes (phew!). Okay, maybe "stopped" is a little inaccurate. Once in a while I catch her doing a Cirque du Soleil and she's folded in half with her toe(s) in her mouth. Let's just say it used to be "main attraction" status. Now, it's just "opening act" status. Her thumbs and fingers? Prrtht! Been there, done that!
She can lean back against you unceremoniously sit assisted, but because she looks like this a lot, I'm not sure I want to classify that as "sitting". "Languishing" perhaps? As for sitting unassisted, she definitely can't do that. Not even for a second. Hopefully next month, I'll be able to share some sitting photos like DN's. Hee!
At her 6 month check-up, DS weighed 7.16kg and was 66.5cm tall. According to her PD, she's just slightly below average for weight but above average for height. I can't help but compare here, but DN only hit 67cm at 9 months! PF of course, is happily accepting credit for this while at the same time pointing accusing fingers at me for DN's, erm, petite size. GOOD THINGS COME IN SMALL PACKAGES OKAY! Ooops, was I shouting?
DS can now recognise people and I don't mean to gloat, but I'm going to anyway, haha - I'm her favourite person on earth right now! I will ignore the pertinent fact that I'm her main source of nutrition. When I get home from work, she's really pleased to see dinner me, and always bursts into a big smile and then starts hopping and jumping in the arms of whoever's carrying her. It's really quite funny to watch. After I say "hi" to her, I'll go wash my hands and she will start yelping in protest! And when she's fussy, tired, overstimulated, etc... she will ALWAYS calm down once I carry her. It's nice to be loved. :) Sadly though, DS is afraid of old people. It's really really odd. She cries when her great-grandmothers (she has three, and one great-great-grandmother, I'm serious!) carry her. I hope she outgrows this soon.
See what I mean about languishing?
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