Six months
It's so hard to believe that Adriana is already six months old. It's also hard to believe that Adriana is only six months old. I'm not sure how the months manage to fly so quickly and feel like forever all at once.
I'm not so sure whether mother's intuition actually works. After months of thinking she was teething, Adriana's first tooth appeared the day after we arrived in California, with relatively little fussing. She hadn't slept as much on the plane as I had hoped, and had been a little fussier than usual for the rest of the day, but I had figured the travelling was a bit hard on her. A friend tells me she had a similar experience with her little boy, but now she can identify teething, so maybe my psychic abilities will improve with time. Another tooth did come through eight days later, and I wasn't so surprised by it, but that was because I was so fascinated by the first one that I was constantly looking in her mouth, so I saw it waiting to poke through.
I've been amazed at how well Adriana has handled the whole move. I suppose that when pretty much everything is a brand new experience and you're always getting toted around places, a cross-country move isn't as disruptive as when you're an adult settled in your ways. But Adriana seems to be her normal, happy self throughout this whole thing. We visit friends with her, tote her along with us on the ferry to go to the farmer's market in San Francisco, and this weekend we'll take her up to Napa to visit her grandparents and go wine tasting.
Shortly after arriving in California, I bought Adriana three new things: a sippy cup, a play yard, and a high chair. The sippy cup she finds interesting, but isn't convinced that she ought to actually drink from it. The play yard is okay for short sleeps and I'm glad we'll have it to keep here at Grandpa's, but as it lacks room for mama to snuggle up with her, she's not sure that spending the night in it is such a good thing (and I'm too lazy to get out of bed to return her to it after she nurses at night), so I'm glad I bought the cheapest one Target had. The high chair, though, that is fantastic. Much better than the bouncy chair we had for her at home. The high chair has a tray to bang on and let's her sit up high and see what's going on at the table. One of my professors in college would say that if he could get 1/3 of the students really into the subject, he thought he was doing pretty well; after all, if a baseball player bats .333 he's a superstar. By that logic, my shopping trip was quite the success. I'm a superstar Target shopper! Or a superstar mama!
And then I stopped typing and went to do something else, apparently. I'll have to add pictures later once I've found the cable to download stuff from my camera.
It's so hard to believe that Adriana is already six months old. It's also hard to believe that Adriana is only six months old. I'm not sure how the months manage to fly so quickly and feel like forever all at once.
I'm not so sure whether mother's intuition actually works. After months of thinking she was teething, Adriana's first tooth appeared the day after we arrived in California, with relatively little fussing. She hadn't slept as much on the plane as I had hoped, and had been a little fussier than usual for the rest of the day, but I had figured the travelling was a bit hard on her. A friend tells me she had a similar experience with her little boy, but now she can identify teething, so maybe my psychic abilities will improve with time. Another tooth did come through eight days later, and I wasn't so surprised by it, but that was because I was so fascinated by the first one that I was constantly looking in her mouth, so I saw it waiting to poke through.
I've been amazed at how well Adriana has handled the whole move. I suppose that when pretty much everything is a brand new experience and you're always getting toted around places, a cross-country move isn't as disruptive as when you're an adult settled in your ways. But Adriana seems to be her normal, happy self throughout this whole thing. We visit friends with her, tote her along with us on the ferry to go to the farmer's market in San Francisco, and this weekend we'll take her up to Napa to visit her grandparents and go wine tasting.
Shortly after arriving in California, I bought Adriana three new things: a sippy cup, a play yard, and a high chair. The sippy cup she finds interesting, but isn't convinced that she ought to actually drink from it. The play yard is okay for short sleeps and I'm glad we'll have it to keep here at Grandpa's, but as it lacks room for mama to snuggle up with her, she's not sure that spending the night in it is such a good thing (and I'm too lazy to get out of bed to return her to it after she nurses at night), so I'm glad I bought the cheapest one Target had. The high chair, though, that is fantastic. Much better than the bouncy chair we had for her at home. The high chair has a tray to bang on and let's her sit up high and see what's going on at the table. One of my professors in college would say that if he could get 1/3 of the students really into the subject, he thought he was doing pretty well; after all, if a baseball player bats .333 he's a superstar. By that logic, my shopping trip was quite the success. I'm a superstar Target shopper! Or a superstar mama!
And then I stopped typing and went to do something else, apparently. I'll have to add pictures later once I've found the cable to download stuff from my camera.
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