That's What It's All About

The days are flying by.  The months too.  Cora turned 10 months old on Sunday and I can hardly believe it.

We've been busy with friends, appointments, naps and never-ending stuff.  Things are a little delirious around here lately.  We're still working on trying to get more sleep and are going to be exploring some medical reasons why Miss Cora is having such frequent night wakings.  We're going to check stuff out with the audiologist and ENT, maybe get a sleep study done, and go to a pediatric chiropractor who specializes in craniosacral and nutrition.  Cora's current chiropractor thinks it may be digestive, so we'll try and explore that.  But we have been blessed with longer naps in the last few days, so I am keeping my fingers crossed that it continues.

My 10 month old girl has been a little joy lately. It's like her skills are exploding right now. Still somewhat reluctant to do much in the way of moving, she is now tolerating kneeling, and is doing better at moving herself down the crawling track.  We're working on upper body strength right now, since it seems a little lacking.  Last night she got majorly squirmy and for the first time tried to throw herself off my lap headfirst onto the hardwood floor.  She almost succeeded, but my reflexes kicked in right in the nick of time.

She's been doing some fun new things, like playing Peekaboo with a blanket (over her head and my head), using my finger to point to objects in her books, and sharing her toys with me (Last night she repeatedly put Sophie the Giraffe in my mouth, since thoughtful girl that she is, she thought that I would also want to chew on Sophie's legs).

She really is the sweetest girl ever, content to cuddle up in my arms and sweetly and softly sing to me with a brilliant gummy grin.  And she often mixes it up and shows us both just how loud she can yell.  Yet even that is sweet, since she gets so excited.

We're happy.  A little stressed and still quite sleep deprived, but happy.  We're excited to be planning for Nick's family to come here over Thanksgiving, and I've been busying myself with making lists and starting prepping in advance.

Happy.  And tired.  That's what it's all about.  

Foaming at the mouth.  Literally.  Life is just too darn exciting!

Tolerating having her knees tucked under her.  Big accomplishment.  Now would somebody just put her to bed?