Nick Names: Baby baby, Squish, Little One
Height: 28 inches (Estimated)
Weight: 21 pounds (Measured at home)
Head: 17.75 inches (Estimated)
Special Outings: 4th of July Carnival, Vermont, Playgrounds, Market Street, Parlee, Library
Visitors: The Richards
Loves: Chicken Nuggets, Kisses
Hates: Bedtime, Being told NO, Being put down
Teeth: 2!
Of course because I mentioned how much I loved your gummy smile last month, you immediately popped out two bottom teeth - officially becoming the youngest child in this family to get a tooth! Maybe that’s what was messing with your sleep last month? It’s definitely gotten better - you still hate being put to bed, but then you fall asleep quickly and are back to sleeping through the night.
This month you have definitely decided what you want, and anytime you don’t get it you start immediately crying, fold in half, and put your forehead on the ground until someone comes to comfort you. Specifically you want to be held, but doing something interesting, or you want to be down on the ground playing, but with me or Tom less than 3 inches away.
You’re doing slightly better with strangers, but mostly you just want to be with us and silently stare at them. It’s only when we’re home that your loud and funny personality comes out. You love to sneak up on someone (especially G) and poke them until they notice you. And then you’ll just give them big wet kisses.
You are super interested in your sibling’s toys, exploring, and getting into everything. Although I often joke you are G’s twin, I have found something you are are different on. While he doesn’t like to do anything unless he knows he’s good at it, we’ve gotten to watch you practice, fail, and practice some more in real time when it comes to walking. A few steps, and then nothing. A week later a few more steps. Lots of falling, and eventually progress. No words yet, but you are signing “all done” and are so excited when we understand.
Perhaps the biggest news of this month, though, is that you got your first two Covid vaccines! Now if that’s not a milestone of a pandemic baby, I don’t know what is!
I can’t decide if the past 6 months have gone quickly or not. Sometimes it felt like a never ending slog that we were sleepwalking through, but on the other hand I swear we just celebrated F’s first birthday. Either way, we have an official 18 month old on our hands. And thanks to a sleep consultant, we are back on track with sleep and everyone is feeling more like themselves lately. F is back to sleeping and happily chatting in her crib, and it feels like at least one layer of stress has evaporated.
F remains the happiest Spearson, excited to be a part of things, and loves it when we go somewhere. She mostly gets mad when we try to remind her she’s a baby and can’t always do the same things that the older two can. Oh how quickly she’s going to demand equal treatment though. Already she fights back if someone tries to push her away.