She's grown up so much in just the past couple of weeks. She decided she wants solid food, and lots of it. I was sort of late starting her on baby food and it seems she's jumped right ahead to wanting whatever we're eating. She loves to feed herself and is pretty great at it. She can also sign "more" when she wants more food. Although her preferred method of letting us know she wants more is still screaming.
|We see this face a lot.|
She's crawling everywhere, trying to keep up with her brother and sister. Which means she's all over the house in a blink of an eye.
She's just starting to pull up, mainly on us, but wants to do it on everything at every moment. When I go to put her down on the floor she straightens her legs and refuses to sit, like she thinks she can stand. But she can't just yet. Although I'm sure that's right around the corner.
My favorite development is that she calls me "Mama" all the time. It's her only word. Of course, I absolutely love it. But it's just a little heartbreaking when I am trying to cook dinner and I hear, "Mama! Mama! Mama!" How can I resist that? So it just might make me pick her up more often. I also think she's getting a second tooth, so she's a little bit grumpy lately and does need me.
|She's not actually grumpy here, just displaying her serious side.|
She's still often compared to a baby doll. Which I'm sure has a lot to do with her gorgeous hair (and her round face..and her porcelain skin).
She adores Clara and Luke, and the feeling is mutual. I am constantly asking them to "make Essie smile." They have their go-to methods. Clara's right now is jumping off the couch (whatever works) and Luke's is singing her "Twinkle Twinkle."
I have many more in-depth thoughts about raising this sweet girl and lots of thoughts on adoption, but that'll have to wait. Happy nine months, Essie Grace! How blessed I am that you call me "mama."