Five Months

Oh boy, here we are at five months! Screw it how cliche it sounds but time now feels like it's flying by. Here's what's been happening:

She loves pulling my hair and attacking my face with her mouth. It's hilarious until it hurts. No one ever told me babies were creatures of immense strength. That shit hurts yet I can't seem to stop her, sometimes I even encourage the face attacking.

When she starts to fall asleep during the day, she has to lay on her back while drinking a bottle and holding a cloth in her hands. She rubs the cloth all over her face until she finally passes out. Somehow she finds it comforting. I never said my child wouldn't be weird.

She's not holding her own bottle yet, but sometimes you have to show her the bottle before she'll take it. I'll know she's hungry but she'll push it away with her tongue until I put in front of her face and then she has to grab it and pull it towards her mouth.

Loud noises now disturb her sleeping. When she was younger she once slept through the smoke detector going off (this time not as a result of MY horrible cooking). The vacuum used to not bother her one bit either but now she's terrified of it. I seriously haven't vacuumed in like three weeks. Haven't even tried. Thanks, Natalie, for an excuse to put off house work.

She is back to talking more, though it's not her sweet little baby voice. More of a growl/roar. I never knew I gave birth to a little dinosaur.

We bought her an exersaucer that she seems to enjoy but can't really maneuver in too well.

She's not anywhere near crawling, or rolling over from belly to back, for that matter. Her doctor said to put her on her elbows so she'll eventually learn to roll but every time we try she just puts her arms straight out. I'm sort of a believer that babies do things on their own time and there isn't much need for added pressure.

She really is a sweet, happy baby. Plus, look at that adorable little butt. I seriously love it.