I think my daughter is a Minion

On Monday Chloe turned 6 months!  Considering the pregnancy dragged, it’s just crazy how quickly time has flown since Chloe arrived.

It’s been 6 months of feeling the overwhelming love for my daughter, shedding what felt like torrential tears, countless sleepless nights, cherishing those precious moments of when she looks into my eyes and smiles, feeling her small hands touching my face and holding my fingers, wondering and worrying if I’m a good enough mother, sitting on my bum half the day just feeding,  watching her develop such a stubborn but cheeky personality . . . I wouldn’t change any of it!

Finally there has been some success with trying solids, she loves banana . . . . but only banana.  Doesn’t like breastmilk with banana or avocado with banana or pear with banana or peach with banana or apple with banana . . . . just plain banana for her thank you very much.  Once she gets the taste of it in her mouth, those lips start smacking and talks the entire time while eating it.  I still need to trying mixing banana with kumera or pumpkin, so hopefully she will like it mixed with some vegetables.  If she doesn’t, well it looks like Chloe is indeed a Minion.  There so many good nutrients in bananas so at least she has picked a food that should give her loads of energy and vitamins.

She hasn’t really developed any new physical skills lately, and its not that she isn’t showing any interest to but it just seems that she hasn’t figured out how to do them yet.  It appears she has given up trying to roll and gone straight to trying to lift her head while still lying down.  I’ve had to tell her that she has do quite a few other things before she can even start trying to do that but pretty sure she didn’t understand a word I said.

Sleeping has been a bit rough since last weeks blood tests.  I don’t know if the blood tests have triggered her to start having night terrors or if it’s have a development stage she is going through.  Some nights it’s taken hours to get her to give into sleep, she will ether crying for hours or just wanting to sit with us in the lounge to do some baby talk.  Other nights she would be down for 30 minutes, and freakily bang on 30 minutes she will wake up crying and it’s takes ages to calm her down.  The most upsetting crying episode was Saturday morning when she woke up at 5am (or maybe it was 4am, the sleep deprivation is making it hard for me to remember the time), she only feed for a bit but was just upset that even Laurie got up to try calm her down.  Finally she calmed down to go back to sleep at 7am, Laurie and I were both wide awake so there was no point going back to bed.  Here’s hoping that she gets back into a more settled sleeping routine soon.

To think that in 6 months time we will be celebrating her first birthday is just so exciting.  Cause her growth is so slow but also just so unsure on how her development will progress, I have so many questioning thoughts.  How much will she weigh by then?  How much hair will she have and what colour will it be?  Will the excess skin on the back of her neck still be there?  Will she be crawling?  Will she be walking?  Will she have her first teeth by then?  What words will she be able to say?  Will she be laughing more? Will she be enjoying more goods, other than bananas?