Month Five.
Pancake,
Seriously? Five months old you are? (And apparently Yoda I have become?) Wasn't it just yesterday that I was prepping for surgery, trying to mentally prepare for the arrival of my daughter?
BSparl, you are getting BIG. Of course, in your case, "big" is a relative term, because you're barely clocking in at the 25th percentile for height and weight, but for your little peanuty-ness, you are kicking ass AND taking names. Rolling over is so last month, and you're now working hard on creeping along the floor. If you roll over onto your front, you are quick to get on your knees and try to scoot along on the ground. I think we're just a few short weeks away from crawling, and once you're mobile, we're in deep ... stuff.
You've discovered your voice, and you love testing it out. Sometimes you'll play on your playmat and YELL at your toys, hollering your face off as you tell the teething monkey toy, "Your feet are MINE!" You babble incessantly: at your toys, at your feet, at the shower curtain while I'm showering, at the video monitor attached to your crib (that's a fun one, having you look right into the camera and say "AHHHHHHH!"), and at anyone who makes eye contact with you. Waiters at restaurants are now the recipients of your highly audible HI!!!s and your drooly grins. You want to chat up everyone in the world, and when they give you a smile, you throw one right back at them. You're a friendly little bird, and your agreeable nature is contagious.
You are also helping me earn my mommy stripes. Like yesterday. We visited Target to pick up a few things, and you ended up giving me the gift of a massively filled diaper while we were there. No worries - we just went into the bathroom to take care of business, but while we were in there, you were accosted by a sweet older lady who wanted to tell you what a cutie you were. To thank her for her kind words, you proceeded to dip your socks into your icky diaper, leaving a trail of messiness in its wake. And it wasn't until we were back out in the store that I realized the same messiness had ended up streaked up my arm. Awesome. Walking around Target, literally covered in poop. Thank you, little bird, for making me feel like a real deal mommy. (And thank you, People of Target, for letting me open and use every hand wipe in aisle 12. I felt strange paying for empty containers of wipes at the checkout counter, but the cashier didn't ask, and I wasn't going to tell.)
This past month, you had your first extended overnight stay at Grammie's house while we were traveling, many visits to Home Depot (the guys in the flooring department love you), and we're getting ready for some solid food in the next week or two. And later this week, you'll be sleeping in your own bedroom in the Big Crib (which looks like a football field when your teeny self is in it). You like going for walks in the stroller, and visiting the mall (you also appear to like Ann Taylor, smart girly), and losing socks.
And I've heard that beautiful sound on your lips a few times today. That "mmmm-mmmm" sound. The one that will eventually lead to "Mama." I can't wait to hear my new name from your sweet little mouth.
Love you,
Mommy
Comments
She is beyond cute. And you deserve a medal for the Target poop adventure.
Posted by: Elissa | September 22, 2010 01:07 PM
OMG! She is wicked cute!!
Posted by: Jeff | September 22, 2010 01:14 PM
Ohmygoodnessholycow she's delicious! I haven't been subjected to an away-from-the-house poop yet, but now that Anna's on solids and pooping pretty much semi-hourly, it's only a matter of time. God help me. (If you're interested, I blogged about Anna's first solids. It's a Don't-try-this-at-home post. :P)
Good luck with the crib. For us it's a nightly struggle that usually ends in (our) defeat.
Posted by: Pieces of My Life | September 22, 2010 01:22 PM
Hi Kerri,
I realize now that it has been a while since I've comment here at SUM. Five months, wow, it's amazing how time flys. I'm 19 weeks pregnant now, that's almost 5 months to :) Baby looks good and gives mummy good kicks already.
Love BSparl's picture, she's really really cute!!!
Kisses
Posted by: Célia | September 22, 2010 01:28 PM
Kerri, she is precious! So much personality! I'm so glad to hear she is already an Ann Taylor fan- so classy :)
Posted by: Alyssa | September 22, 2010 01:29 PM
I. Heart. Her.
Crawling??? My BFF had the best idea when my godson started crawling. A onesie made out of Swiffers. That way, they can crawl AND clean your floors all at once. :)
Posted by: Karen | September 22, 2010 01:42 PM
Too cute! She is simply adoreable!
She'll be running before you know it! Get ready!!! LOL :-)
Posted by: Sarah | September 22, 2010 01:58 PM
She is a doll! I love that I have read your blog since the time where you were just thinking of having a baby and now you have the cutest little one! So inspiring Kerri!
Posted by: Jenny | September 22, 2010 02:02 PM
Kerri - you made me laugh and cry in one post! She is amazingly cute and adorable and you are inspiring! Thank you for sharing so much of your story with all of us and for making us laugh the whole time!
Posted by: Julie Hev | September 22, 2010 02:19 PM
Oh man! The ovaries ache again! She is soo cute!
P.S. She is ALL Sparling in that picture!! :D
Posted by: Sara | September 22, 2010 02:38 PM
It really is crazy how fast they grow but I'm glad you are enjoying it! And I lol'ed at the part of her yelling at the shower curtain while you're in the shower - they really do follow you everywhere huh? My 3 year old niece wanted to come with me to the bathroom while I was watching her over the weekend + I told her I don't think so! :p She really is such a cutie pie!
Posted by: Stacey D. | September 22, 2010 02:48 PM
Where do I place my order for one of these??? She is so stinkin cute it's almost unfair to the rest of the babies. :)
Posted by: Lindsay R. | September 22, 2010 02:49 PM
I think you might have quite possibly the cutest little girl ever! :) That grin is adorable. :)
Posted by: Cara | September 22, 2010 04:33 PM
Oh my gracious but she's ADORABLE. And also? Looks exactly like her daddy. (Who, from pics I've seen, is also adorable, if somewhat less drooly. I hope.) ;-)
Posted by: Liz B. | September 22, 2010 04:52 PM
Ah, the poop stories begin. I could tell you more than a few. :-)
Your daughter is beautiful, I can't wait to see her in person again.
Posted by: Bernard Farrell | September 22, 2010 04:59 PM
Your daughter is one of the most adorable babies ever! And I love hearing the realities of mommyhood...you tell them like it's nothing...
Posted by: Lisa | September 22, 2010 06:10 PM
She is beautiful! And I see both mom and dad in her. Which would make sense right?
Posted by: SuperG | September 22, 2010 06:16 PM
What a beautiful baby! I LOVE your BLOG!!! It has really helped me through some tough times! I am so happy you and your daughter are having a wonderful time! Way to go Mom!
Posted by: Rachael | September 22, 2010 06:18 PM
she's so precious! glad everything is going so well for you and your family! i can't lie, i'm slightly jealous, can't wait for my baby boy!
Posted by: Bethany | September 22, 2010 11:30 PM
Oh, she is precious! OT I heard my first ad for Buried on NPR on my morning commute. So excited and happy for your family!
Posted by: anonlurkermom | September 23, 2010 10:30 AM
She is so pretty! I guess you hear that a lot :) Lots of happy moments with your baby!
Posted by: Anavar | September 24, 2010 07:57 AM
om igosh... she's GORGEOUS!! (of course!!) Happy babies are so beautiful! :)
Posted by: jenn_ns | September 24, 2010 09:24 AM
BEAUTIFUL SMILE!
Posted by: Lesia | September 24, 2010 01:05 PM