How did it happen that all of a sudden, you're nine months old? All of a sudden, you're fitting into the clothes you'll fit into on your first birthday. You're solid. You don't feel breakable anymore. There's not much about you that seems tiny!
You've got two bottom teeth, and you're working on one on the top. You still have very little hair, and what you do have is very short and very light. You're still quite tall. We haven't had your nine month well visit, but I think you're still going to be above average for height. Aside from that, you're built like Daddy. My little skinny minny with the energy to burn as many calories as we can stuff into you. Last time we checked you were 97th percentile for height, 45th for weight. I bet that's close to accurate now too.
One reason you're thin is, babygirl, you Never.Stop.Moving. From the time you wake up until the time you crash in your bed, you're going somewhere, you're doing something. Even when you eat, you do it acrobatically, and when you're done, you want to get down and explore. I can barely remember a time you didn't do this - you started crawling and it was GO TIME.
Last week Uncle John and Aunt Kelli were in town and we moved the furniture so that you and Eden and Quinn could play. You LOVED pushing your walker back and forth, back and forth, smiling so big and so determined. Twice this month you also stood for a few seconds on your own... but once you realized what was happening you plopped down on your bottom.
You've started to pick up on the tone of our voices. If Mommy or Daddy (or your beloved nanny, Angela) says your name in a "warning" tone, you look up so sad, stick your bottom lip out, and start to cry. You get upset if Eden is upset (this is new - you used to laugh at her when she cried). But it doesn't matter what we say to you if we say it in a happy, upbeat way - you're all smiles. And oh, how precious your smiles are. I love that you got your Daddy's sweet dimples!
I say it every time, but girl, you LOVE your sister. You hug her and kiss her and if she's around, you want to be ON her. She can make you laugh so easily, and she loves doing it. It just makes my heart so, so happy when we're in the car and you and Eden hold hands, and she talks to you or makes faces at you and you just laugh, laugh, laugh. There is nothing in this world like having a sister, and I am so happy for both of you that you get to experience that.
You are still such an easy baby. Daddy and I are so thankful for your sweet, easygoing personality. We comment at least once a day about how easy you are. We know the day may come when you become difficult, but we are just so thankful that, right now, you're so happy and content.
One very sad thing happened for me this month, Leah, though it didn't really seem to bother you. I ran out of frozen milk, and my production basically cut itself in half. This, I confess, is largely because I have been very busy at work and I have not been taking very good care of myself, and I feel guilty about that to no end. I'm still producing enough to keep nursing you twice a day, usually, and you don't mind formula one bit. But it still makes me sad to know that I'm not making enough milk for you. I feel like I let you down. You're fine, of course, and it's not as if formula is BAD for you. It's just not what I had planned for you and I'm disappointed. Other than getting a little impatient when the milk comes slowly in the evening, though, you really don't seem to care (a bottle is still a bottle, I suppose, even if the contents are different).
Mostly I think I'm sad about the production issue because it shows me very clearly that the day is coming, soon, when you will be completely weaned, and that means another change in our relationship, which is so precious to me right now, as it is. But, honestly, I know we're going somewhere great, Leah, because every stage is the greatest, and I love you more every day.
Love,
Mommy
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