I have been more absent than usual from my blog and, to my very loyal followers (you know who you are), I apologize. You see, I have this enchanting little dolly who is getting busier every day and
demanding requiring more of my time. Thus, most days fly by and before I know it, it's 8 o'clock, the house is quiet, and I have a few precious moments of 'me' time to read/take a bath/blog before I also hit the hay. I guess lately reading and bath-taking have been winning out over blogging.
Here is my attempt to rectify that. A 'snapshot', if you will, of our life as we (currently) know it.
Ayla has started eating solid food twice a day - in the morning and in the evening. She is not an eager eater and she does not have a ferocious appetite. Actually, most of the time she has to be coaxed into eating (Greg does a mean airplane which gets her every time). She tends to be more interested in chewing on her bib than anything else. At times, it can take 20+ minutes to feed her 2 Tbsp of food - roughly half of which actually makes it into her tummy. At this point, I'm not pushing it. She still nurses like a champ, and one look at her thighs and it's obvious that she's
not starving, so for now we just enjoy the show that she puts on for us. I've also started giving her a sippy cup with water during meal time. She LOVES this, and (if I let her) would happily drink and entire sippy cup full of water instead of eat her delicious pureed pears and mashed up avocado. Go figure.
I have been busily making all kinds of delicious things for her to try. So far I've made butternut squash, pears, carrots, and peas. She's also tried banana and avocado. The pears have been the most well-received, so from now on I plan to mix pears in with everything. Ah-the trickery begins. :)
Ayla can do a pretty good job of sitting up on her own... until she gets excited/reaches for something/hears a loud noise...then the system falls apart. She'll have that one figured out soon. And while she is not yet crawling, I discovered this afternoon that she is becoming mobile. I put her down (on her back) in the middle of her blanket to play. I went into the kitchen for
less than 2 minutes and when I came back, I saw this.
Cheeky little monkey.
Guess I have to start being really careful what I leave lying around now. Oh- and we should probably start thinking about doing some baby proofing around here. Bookmark that.
And speaking of babies getting into things that they're not supposed to..... Ayla's favourite thing to play with lately is anything/everything that she's not supposed to. And the more expensive & easily damaged by baby drool, the better (iPhones, remote controls, cameras - you get the point). She's got expensive taste already, this one.
She is so lucky to have a daddy who
loves to read her bedtime stories. She listens so nicely and looks so carefully at the colourful pictures. Every once in a while, Greg will sing the story to her. This is an extra special treat!! I love listening to Greg and Ayla having conversations during bathtime while I'm in the kitchen cleaning up from dinner. It's one of my favourite things (as is listening to Greg's musical rendition of 'The Crunching, Munching Caterpillar').
There you have it.
Life, as we know it.