So, the picture above probably gives away the biggest development this month – namely that Daph is finally, finally (about ten years behind the baby books) pulling herself up to stand! She still mostly stands on her tiptoes, but puts her feet flat from time to time too so I think it’s just a case of getting her muscles to relax and get used to this new position, and then she’ll be fine. It’s so exciting and cute to see her pulling herself up and bobbing about, all pleased with herself. She also occasionally lifts each foot in turn, as if she’s trying to walk (although she can’t, as obviously she’s still hanging on to whatever it is that she used to pull herself up in the first place). It’s hard to imagine her walking about as a little person of her own accord, and while it’s exciting (because my god is she heavy now and carrying her everywhere gets very tiring) it’s also a bit sad – five minutes ago she was my helpless prone 5lb newborn! Gah!
She’s still not talking in much of a meaningful sense, although she does very often say ‘tea’ when I pour water into my mug of tea, or when she sees me taking a sip from a cup, so I’ve decided that’s her official first word. Ha. She’s also been babbling ‘mama’ for the first time ever (it was only really dadadada before) and also ‘nana’ in the past week. She has a tendency to say ‘dere’ when she’s pointing at something or reaching for it, which sounds very much like ‘there’, so I wonder if that counts! Any speech therapists out there? The doctor said we need to take her for a referral if she’s not using words with meaning soon, but I’m reluctant to now, as I can see her progressing in her own way, and I have faith that she will get there eventually. Anyway, we’ll see how she is next month and take it from there.
In other news, her understanding is coming on leaps and bounds. She can now do terrifying things like turn the telly on with the remote (I mean, seriously, and we hardly ever watch TV!) and also she knows to press the main button on my iPhone and wait for the screen to light up to swipe it. Also quite terrifying, really – these were not the skills I was hoping to foster in my tiny baby. She’s still very good at fetching things you ask her for, or finding them in her toy basket, and she now also puts things back if you ask her to (eg, she has a habit of pulling things off our coffee table, but if you ask her she’ll then pick them up and put them back on it – so cute). She also feeds her doll with her bottle, and also tries to feed me during mealtimes by offering me a bit of chewed up soggy bread, or half-bitten piece of cucumber. That’s true love that is.
She can point with her index finger now, and she also points things out in books if you ask her to ‘find the cat’ or whatever. In the last few days she’s started waving, but not at anyone in particular (yesterday it was at the trees – bastards didn’t wave back) and not on demand. Still no sign of clapping however – she’s a tough crowd.
Sleep went to shit again quite soon after my gloating post about her finally sleeping through, and I realised it was all down to the damn Sleepyhead. She was going through a phase of practising sitting up while she was half asleep and then getting stuck in weird positions and bursting into tears, so… we decided to put the Sleepyhead back. It was tough to go backwards after feeling we’d finally weaned her off it but in all honesty, it just wasn’t worth the lack of sleep. As soon as we put it back, she started sleeping through again, so we’re stuck with it for the foreseeable alas. But the sleeping through has been so epic – most nights she does 6.30pm to 6.30am without a peep. It. Is. Brilliant.
Napwise, she’s still doing two naps, one for about an hour from 9.30am and another for 45 minutes from 2.30pm. I wish she would nap for longer as really it’s hardly enough time to do much apart from pick up the trail of destruction that she leaves behind, but at least she’s still doing two naps and hasn’t dropped down to one yet. I am kind of dreading her dropping to one main nap in the middle of the day because surely it means you can’t go anywhere?! I have to say I do miss the days of multiple naps when she was younger… oh, and her being able to nap in the buggy which meant I could go shopping without having to bribe her not to whine with gingerbread biscuits.
This month she also had her MMR. I agonised over this for weeks, and in the end she had it a bit late. I *think* I’m pleased we had it done – I have read about how terrible measles can be in children – but I still found it incredibly stressful (in fact, I wimped out and made Oli take her while I was at work), and she did have the predictable side effects 10 days after the injections. She woke up screaming hysterically (cue a horrendous 3am googling session of ‘encephalitic cry’ – DO NOT do this), had a really bad tummy and was generally grumpy and whiny for three days. It was so sad to think that it was something I had *done* to her, but thankfully she seems to have recovered with no ill effects.
The only thing we did do is put off her Meningitis B vaccination – at my surgery they give babies all four at once (MMR, Hib/MenC, PCV and MenB), but as MenB is the one that gives them a fever, I thought it would be better to have this once the MMR was completely out of her system. The nurse was apparently quite grumpy about it but they agreed to let her have that in a fortnight’s time, and then it’s no more injections until she’s three and a half, I think. Phew!
Two more developments this month: cuddling and… biting. The cuddling is lovely – she will now put her arms around me and give me a proper squeeze, but it’s quite often followed up with the less-than-desirable sinking of her teeth into my neck. I am not sure what it’s all about quite frankly – she’s not cross when she does it, and it’s not an anger thing. It’s more that she’s so excited she just wants to take a big chunk out of you. Very weird. And very bloody painful – I have lost my temper with her a few times when she’s caught me off guard, which makes me feel terrible. Most of the time now I can tell when she’s about to do it, and manage to distract her or hold her off, but my god it’s annoying! I really hope it’s a phase that doesn’t last long, and if anyone has any tips for dealing with it (other than saying ‘NO! NO BITING!’ which seems to be what I say most of the time to her – poor thing!) then please ping me a comment here or on Facebook!