Isabella is officially 9 months old, but she's been a part of my life for twice as long. She weighs 17 lbs. 10 oz. and seems to be growing so fast. She's learned so much in the last month. She's taking steps with mine or John's help. She walks on her tip toes, and is so proud of herself when she gets to her destination. Her grin is so huge and she bounces with such joy at her accomplishment. Of course, we're really proud of her too! She's still working on crawling. She's almost mastered going backwards, but forward motion is still alluding her. She gets so frustrated when she's reaching for some object and ends up pushing herself further away, but it's so funny. John had a glass of water on the floor and I told him that Isabella was reaching for it. He looked at her and said, "she won't get there," because he knew she'd end up moving away from it instead. We've recently moved her mattress to a lower level so that she can't surprise us by standing in her bed (and possibly falling over the side.) It's just more difficult putting her down in her crib now. I have reach so low, but she doesn't seem to mind.
She's regularly and more purposefully calling me "mama" now, which is so sweet. My heart melts whenver she says it. John starts saying "dada" to her whenever she does it, in an attempt to get her to call him instead. She's also learned wave bye whenever someone says the word, and she can nod yes also. She nods so hard that I think it has to hurt her head, and her expression is so serious that it's funny!
It's been a very fun, exciting month, which might explain why I've neglected this blog so badly. Isabella's keeping me so busy that I've barely had time to even think about getting online.
Isabella after an exhausting day
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