Charleigh is nine months old, today. She has six teeth and says mama and dada. She's just starting to crawl and pull up: mostly because we hold her too much. She's no rock star in the sleeping-through-the-night area, either. Or in the eating-solid-foods area. Again, spoiled. But seriously? She's the happiest baby I've ever known in my life, and everyone agrees. She's just incredibly chilled out and pleasant. I can always count on a smile from Charleigh. She likes to ride my hip and kick her little legs. Imagine a mule kicking its legs backward at the same time: that's how Charleigh likes to kick her legs while she rides my hip, but forward. Oh, and when music plays? She chair dances like it's a sport. Love her!
Watching a baby develop from a newborn into a nine-month-old has a way of giving someone a different perspective on how much can happen in three quarters of a year.
|Charleigh at Birth|
Check out Clementine's life in nine month increments:
|Clementine, 5 Days Old|
|Clementine, 9 Months Old|
(This is about the time I got pregnant w/ her sister.)
|Clementine, 18 Months Old|
(Just days before her sister was born.)
|Clementine, Now (27 Months Old)|
And this is happening all the time, all around us. In nine months, a baby goes from egg+seed to ready-for-the-world. In another nine months (s)he goes from infancy to mobility. With a fair amount of teeth!
Heavens. I've just inspired myself to get up off the couch and make the next nine months really count!
Happy Three Quarters of a Year, Stinkerbell!