Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Wrenn is 9 months old





Feeding:  We still only have two teeth, so meals are mostly jarred, stage 3 baby foods.  She usually eats 1/2 to 2/3rds of a jar followed by 4 oz of formula in a sippy cup.  We're down to only two bottles a day now, one at the afternoon nap and the other before bed at night.  She loves picking up Gerber puffs, peas, and other very soft foods to feed herself.  

Sleeping:  Has. Been. Wretched.  I'm entirely convinced that A)  she misses me while I work and therefore wants and deserves to be held all night long and B) is constantly in too much pain from teething and C) is manipulating the system to make sure I never sleep in my bed again.  Ugh.  Needless to say, we haven't moved the recliner out of her room yet.  It's always made up with a pillow and blanket, ready for two girls to sleep the night away together.

Diapers:  Still in size 3.  Wrenn has proven to be the most difficult to diaper.  She is such a fighter and a roller that keeping her still and safe on the changing table is becoming a challenge.  What a wiggler she is!

Clothes:  Anywhere between 9 months and 18 months.  Not much change in size from the last couple months.  Now that Wrenn is standing more, we've had to start wearing shoes.  Her feet are smaller than Ainsley’s were when Ainsley started wearing shoes, so Wrenn has gotten a few new ones in size 2.    

Disposition:  We've definitely moved out of the smiley, happy phase to an independent, strong-willed phase.  She's the most wiggly, strongest fighter, most determined of the bunch.  

Places:  Goodness, this girl has been to football games, grocery stores, libraries, grandparents' houses, pumpkin farms, trick or treating.  She's a go-getter.


Fun Facts:  She's begun crawling with her stomach off the ground now.  She can clap and wave bye-bye.  She says ma-ma, da-da, and loves to click her tongue at people.  She likes to play peekaboo and can walk along furniture.  She's not interested in her jumper anymore and fights with her brother over who gets to hold the iPod.  I've found her twice stuck head first in the toy basket attempting to grab the toy of her choosing.  She loves to make out with the baby in the mirror, open drawers and cabinets, root through the refrigerator and attempt to dive head first down the stairs every time the gate opens.  She's a curious little monkey!  

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