Here are your stats from your 6 month and 1 day doctor's appointment:
Height: 28inches (99th percentile)
Weight: 19lbs 2oz (93rd percentile)
Seriously, you can take it easy on the growing ANY TIME now. Your current "projected height" is 5'11". Your father, who is now 6'5", was 28" tall when he was NINE months old. So, yes, you are a baby giant. You are also healthy and thriving and absolutely adorable and all of those good things, so we're not complaining!
This month you have been positively bursting with life and energy. The milestones were coming fast and furious:
- Sitting up unassisted and being able to reach and grab from the sitting position
- Scooting backwards while on your stomach
- Passing objects from hand to hand
- Babbling and repeating consonants (your favorites are dadada and gagaga... but we've had a few extra "mamama" tutoring sessions)
- Solid foods (oatmeal cereal, peas, sweet potatoes)
You enjoy putting on some pretty amazing concerts for us, complete with singing (
You're super serious about your craft, so sometimes the pieces are pretty intense:
You recently discovered the cats...
And they make you all tremble-y / drool-y with happiness.
And the best part is, I have been able to see all of this happening first hand since I quit my job in the middle of January, and won't start the new one until the end of February. So you and I have been able to spend some super awesome quality time together doing important, educational things, like watching House Hunters International and going to Target. Going back to work is going to be rough, not going to lie, but I'm hoping that by taking this leap I'll be setting a good example for you to not let fear hold you back in life, and to trust that God will take care of you and has a plan for you that does not involve crying every day on your way to / from work.
You are generally a happy baby, though I think you might start teething soon, as you get randomly fussy and are gnawing / drooling on everything.
Now that you can sit up on your own and roll every which way, your tolerance for being held is waning quickly. You are not at all a snuggley baby, and even trying to soothe you to sleep has been giving me a bicep work out as I try to contain your wiggly-strength-of-10,000-normal-babies-self. While the end of the snuggles (for now) definitely makes me sad, I love that you are growing into your own person and gaining physical / mental strength.
Plus, you can still make our hearts literally melt with the bat of one of your super-long eyelashes.
Whatever you do, never ever ever stop being you, gorgeous girl. You are perfect just the way you are. Love you always and forever.