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Dear Isabelle | 9 months



Dearest Isabelle

Tomorrow you turn 9 months old and I feel compelled to write this blog post in a letter to you.  You have developed much more in the past one month.  You are such a happy baby and spending my 24/7 with you does not feel like a chore.  Mummy admits that the first few months with you were challenging, especially coping with your sleeping habits.  Today I found myself observing you while you played quietly and my heart swelled with pride and felt so glad you are ours, baby girl.  How far we have come!


Daddy and mummy are so proud of your ability to self settle and sleep by yourself that we have been wow-ing our friends with how good you are.  When we wake you up from your naps, you do not fuss, but rather flip over and get up almost immediately.  You stand up in your cot and show us your happy smile.  You are really a cheerful baby - you know that, don't you?  Oh and that ability to put the dummy back in your mouth is pretty impressive at your age.

Just woke you up here and you immediately stood up waiting for mummy to carry you out

You continue to crawl at an amazing speed. You do squats - stand and sit on repeat.  You stand in your playpen and peek at what's happening outside.  You have boundless energy and I'm finding it a bit tough keeping up with you baby girl.  Today in your play pen, I noticed that you kept choosing story books over your other toys.  You stared at the books in your hands, you tried to open them and if you didn't manage to, you just marveled at the covers.  It was adorable.  Does it mean you love reading in the future?  I can only wonder.






Boy do you love nursery rhymes.  On the TV that is.  When I hold the TV remote in my hand your head automatically turns to the TV and you wait with bated breath.  When you see your fav nursery rhymes come on you squeal in delight and I can see that glimmer in your eyes.  From that minute on you are hooked.  You stop playing, stop moving and just watch with your big round eyes.  It allows me to do some cooking or have my lunch, although mummy is starting to wonder if I am setting some  unhealthy precedent here.


Teaching you how to brush your teeth

The biggest challenge we face now is when we change your diapers.  Truthfully it is not big a challenge compared to your previous sleeping habit.  You wriggle your bum so much, and more often than not, you just flip and crawl away butt naked!  Daddy can't handle this diaper changing thing on his own, and so mummy will have to distract you by singing a few of your fav nursery rhymes, or chuck a toy or two in your face, literally to stop you from flipping over and crawling away.  However it is a real challenge when mummy is home alone with you, so I've been trying all means and ways to distract you.  Mummy secretly hopes she is losing weight by chasing you all over the room.

Trying to pin you down for your bath time here.  You were so happy crawling away in your diapers and then you found your dummy.

Daddy bought you a second hand walker but you don't really know how to use it yet.  For now you love pressing the different buttons to hear the music.

We had a mid autumn celebration at our home and we invited some friends over.  Although you didn't really understand what was going on, it was your first lantern nonetheless.  Daddy was super excited and couldn't wait to light one for you.  Next year baby girl, you will be able to hold one yourself and walk around carrying it.


Were you mesmerised by the candlelight?

These days I feel like you have already transitioned into a toddler.  Maybe it's because you are growing really tall and bringing you out now, you sit comfortably in baby chairs whilst eating solids. Therein lies a feeling within me of wanting to slow time down.  I mean, where has that small baby gone to?  It always feels nostalgic when mummy has to pack away your clothes because you can't fit into them anymore.  You are getting chubbier these days it seems.  I've noticed that you have some permanent 'bracelets' and 'anklets'.  Those folds!  Gotta pry them open when cleaning you!

Always so curious

Standing up so steadily.  You love hovering around mummy's side table cos there is always so much stuff on it!  Magazines, receipts, phone, hand cream,... :/

Happy 9 months old, our beloved baby.  Continue to grow well.  Mummy and daddy love you more than words could say.  So glad you are ours.


xxx

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