|I'm how old? (hashtag Grandpa Vance hair)|
Well, that's not quite true--she's been sleeping through the night all this week, but woke up crying at one point last night and David got up and gave her a pacifier and she went back to sleep without nursing.
(It's taken a full year, but she did this all on her own without any sleep training on my part unless you count the one night we got back from vacation and David and I were both so exhausted that when Coco woke up crying in the middle of the night, we each kept waiting for the other to get out of bed and go get her and before we could determine who was going to do it, she had miraculously stopped crying and gone back to sleep on her own. It took all of five minutes, and she hasn't demanded to nurse in the middle of the night since then. Don't worry--I expect that if she's anything like her sister, she will more than make up for it when it comes to potty training).
It's such a cliche, but it's really hard to believe it's been a year since this moment:
|But also... How has it only been a year? This feels like forever ago.|
She likes to get attention by saying, "Hai-ai!" over and over again. She plays peek-a-boo by hiding and then saying, "Bo!" in the sweetest little voice. She adores her sister Zuzu and I can't overestimate what a delight it is to see them play together.
I'm not sure how much longer Coco will tolerate being "the prince" instead of a princess, but right now she is a very convenient, if somewhat uninvested, date to the ball.
Though she is a happy baby, she's not always easy-going and she expresses her frustration very clearly. She's also remarkably strong, particularly when thrashing.
|6 months old. Already ferocious.|
|I swear it's the camera angle that makes it seem so big! Partly.|
|And she's no longer taking baths in our sink!|
|Also a big fan of spaghetti|
|She emptied the box of nursing pads and then Zuzu helpfully removed the backing to expose the adhesive on most of them. When I expressed my frustration, Zuzu said, "I'm sorry I took the tape off your boobs, Mommy."|
She still wants to take two naps a day, although she'll often settle for one long one in the afternoon because she no longer dozes off easily in the stroller, and even the carseat can be iffy. She doesn't transfer from carseat to crib, but she goes down easily when we have our familiar routine of nursing and rocking in her bedroom.
She'll have her transfer at daycare soon to the "younger toddler room" and I know she's ready, but I will miss the teachers who have taken such good care of her. I feel incredibly lucky to have had the best of both worlds in working part time and having a summer schedule, (even though I've had moments when it's felt like the worst of both worlds--all the guilt, half the time, etc.)
|She was 5 months old here, but this is basically the face she makes when I show up at daycare to pick her up. So basically my heart explodes every work day around 4pm.|
|totally toothless at 7 months old|
|She developed a taste for wine at about four months.*|
|And enjoys a crisp white in the summer time.*|
She's had the pacifier that landed on the floor, seems thoroughly to enjoy being French kissed by the dog,
|Also looks great in her birthday suit.|
|She's a keeper.|