Olivia had her 9 month check-up on Monday. She now weighs 18 pounds 8 ounces, is 28 inches long and has a normal size head. Olivia is in the 50%ile for height, weight AND head circumference. No more Beetlejuice head! Dr. Wadle said that Olivia is doing great and is certain that she will be walking before her 1 year check-up. Dr. Wadle also said that we can start giving Olivia more table food (that would be great if she ever ate when we did). However, when she has eaten with us she has had bread, peas (she likes regular peas, just not baby food peas) chocolate muffin, cake, ice cream and just this weekend pancakes and noodles from The Godmother's (Aunt Reeny) homemade chicken noodle soup. There were no vacinations this time, but she did get half of her flu shot (she gets the other have in 30 days).
Olivia is pulling up onto things like you wouldn't believe. Its like it just happened overnight (doesn't everything seem that way)? Last night Chuck and I were both in the kitchen and when Chuck returned to the living room there was Olivia standing up at the couch trying to get KB. He was just out of her reach, which I do believe he was relieved about. There have been a couple more falls, but Olivia has figured out to bend her legs and sort of sit-fall. She has even gone so far as to hold on with one hand and tonight briefly let go with both hands.
When Olivia and I got home this afternoon we decided to have some mommy/Livy time and played for a good 45 minutes on the floor. Olivia started this new thing where she would crawl straigt towards me and once she got to me she would fall over and roll twice. Of course, I decided that I need to do the same, which got KB all excited and wanting to play. So, Olivia decided she would then crawl over to KB and roll over and flop herself onto him. He was not amused and quickly returned to his comfort zone on the couch. Olivia and I went back and forth like this for at least 10-15 minutes. Of course, when I tried to have her show Chuck later she wanted no part in it. Typical.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
9 Month Pictures
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Olivia, Aunt Stacy and I ventured to Portrait Innovations on Friday to get Olivia's 9 month pictures taken. I was so excited because Olivia was in a great mood, in between naps and had just had her bottle. So, this would be a piece of cake with awesome pictures, right? Hmm, not so much. I did not take into account that Olivia is very mobile now and tries to put EVERYTHING in her mouth. It also did not help that they were running about 30-45 minutes behind and she was extremely tired of sitting still. Though in the end we did get a few good pictures, I can honestly say that this was the hardest and least photogenic photo shoot yet.
*Remember, the pictures youa re looking at are not cropped or anything, so the ones we ordered actually look much better. There are also about 20 other pictures that I did not add because Olivia was either crawling away, eating her hand or sucking on the arm chair. Go figure.
Oh, one more thing. Olivia claps now. Actually, she has been able to clap for a week or so now, but I haven't had time to add it to the blog.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Ahh, Relief. . . . . . Sorta
Tooth #3 made its debut sometime between 7:45 this morning and 8:38 this evening. It is her top right (left if you are looking at Olivia). Only an entire mouth left to go . . . . . . . . .
Saturday, October 11, 2008
What's New?
Oh my, it has been a while since I have shared any exciting news with anyone. Let's see, where to begin. . . . . . . . .
Olivia continues to crawl everywhere. We have put up a baby gate to the kitchen, as she likes to go in there and chew on our shoes. We also shut all of the bedroom and bathroom doors. However, there is not a door that can be shut that leads into our dining room. This was not a big deal at first, but the other day Chuck and I turned around and the little speed demon was gone. She had figured out that she can get to the kitchen via the dining room. Now, we wedge a laundry basket between the chair and the footstool.
About a week ago Olivia decided that life on the rugged floor alone was no longer the life she wanted to lead, so she decided that she was going change the view by pulling up onto things. She started with pulling up onto Chuck or I and has since graduated to the couch, her exersaucer, and the footstool and magazine rack at Grandma and Grandpa Mackin's house. She took her first big spill the other day, which made me cry and then yell at Chuck for not paying attention to her (she was pulled up onto him). She fell straight back and hit her head on the floor. It reminded me of high school when you have that group of friends who you are supposed to trust to catch you as you fall back. Unfortuantely, Olivia didn't have that group of friends.
Just this week Olivia has begun putting her lips together and making a popping sound and just this morning started blowing kisses on her own (thank you Kim)! She has also discovered that KB has paws and better yet toe nails. The other night Chuck and I looked over and Olivia is trying to naw on KB's toe nails (how disgusting is that). Chuck thought it was hilarious as I am freaking out and telling him to move her. Poor KB just moved his paw, but then she discovered the other front paw. After moving that one she found one of the back ones (she is very persistant and determined). Chuck finally picked her up and she moved on to other things.
We went through a very short (thank the lord) period where Olivia would spit mouthfuls of food everywhere. I am not talking spit it down your chin spit back out, but full fledged spraying it all over herself, me and the dining room. She thought this was the funniest thing and laughed the entire time. I also think she was hamming it up, as she saw Chuck out with the camera.
Teeth 3, 4, 5 and 6 are trying to break through and man is she being a trooper. Because Livy won't let anyone in her mouth, I budged my way in with her yelling and hitting my hands out of the way last night to see what was going on and all 4 of her top front teeth (I know there are only 2 front teeth, but you know what I mean) are just ready to bust through. Her gums are swollen and you can see a white outline of all 4 teeth. Poor baby.
I saved the best for last. Each night when I put Olivia to bed I sing Hush Little Baby to her (my mom sang that to me every night until I was at least 10, serious). The other night I sang her the song and was snuggle cuddling with her before I put her to bed. All of a sudden she put her hand on my cheek and started humming. I took that as a cue that she wanted me to sing again. So, I did and she stopped humming. However, the phone rang and interrupted us. As soon as I hung up the phone, she started humming again until I started singing. Olivia now hums whenever she wants to be sung to. After a 20 minute sobbing, hyperventilating, 2:30 in the morning saga Thursday night, I picked Olivia up and she started humming. I started singing and she was out in minutes.
Oh wait, this is the best. Olivia has said mama at least 4 times this week!
Olivia continues to crawl everywhere. We have put up a baby gate to the kitchen, as she likes to go in there and chew on our shoes. We also shut all of the bedroom and bathroom doors. However, there is not a door that can be shut that leads into our dining room. This was not a big deal at first, but the other day Chuck and I turned around and the little speed demon was gone. She had figured out that she can get to the kitchen via the dining room. Now, we wedge a laundry basket between the chair and the footstool.
About a week ago Olivia decided that life on the rugged floor alone was no longer the life she wanted to lead, so she decided that she was going change the view by pulling up onto things. She started with pulling up onto Chuck or I and has since graduated to the couch, her exersaucer, and the footstool and magazine rack at Grandma and Grandpa Mackin's house. She took her first big spill the other day, which made me cry and then yell at Chuck for not paying attention to her (she was pulled up onto him). She fell straight back and hit her head on the floor. It reminded me of high school when you have that group of friends who you are supposed to trust to catch you as you fall back. Unfortuantely, Olivia didn't have that group of friends.
Just this week Olivia has begun putting her lips together and making a popping sound and just this morning started blowing kisses on her own (thank you Kim)! She has also discovered that KB has paws and better yet toe nails. The other night Chuck and I looked over and Olivia is trying to naw on KB's toe nails (how disgusting is that). Chuck thought it was hilarious as I am freaking out and telling him to move her. Poor KB just moved his paw, but then she discovered the other front paw. After moving that one she found one of the back ones (she is very persistant and determined). Chuck finally picked her up and she moved on to other things.
We went through a very short (thank the lord) period where Olivia would spit mouthfuls of food everywhere. I am not talking spit it down your chin spit back out, but full fledged spraying it all over herself, me and the dining room. She thought this was the funniest thing and laughed the entire time. I also think she was hamming it up, as she saw Chuck out with the camera.
Teeth 3, 4, 5 and 6 are trying to break through and man is she being a trooper. Because Livy won't let anyone in her mouth, I budged my way in with her yelling and hitting my hands out of the way last night to see what was going on and all 4 of her top front teeth (I know there are only 2 front teeth, but you know what I mean) are just ready to bust through. Her gums are swollen and you can see a white outline of all 4 teeth. Poor baby.
I saved the best for last. Each night when I put Olivia to bed I sing Hush Little Baby to her (my mom sang that to me every night until I was at least 10, serious). The other night I sang her the song and was snuggle cuddling with her before I put her to bed. All of a sudden she put her hand on my cheek and started humming. I took that as a cue that she wanted me to sing again. So, I did and she stopped humming. However, the phone rang and interrupted us. As soon as I hung up the phone, she started humming again until I started singing. Olivia now hums whenever she wants to be sung to. After a 20 minute sobbing, hyperventilating, 2:30 in the morning saga Thursday night, I picked Olivia up and she started humming. I started singing and she was out in minutes.
Oh wait, this is the best. Olivia has said mama at least 4 times this week!
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