Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Anya: The 9-monther at 11 months...def. child numero DOS!


IT's been a while. I will have a new post about my bedroom "update" to come.  "Update," because it's not a redo since we're just adding to it is all--adding a bed frame for my bed, nightstand, lingerie chest (you know, for the white "lingerie" I wear daily lol), and new bedding and curtains, but it'll be cool and different!

Anyway, had Anya's 9-month appt....at like 11 months.  Pathetic, I know.  Here are her stats:

Height:  28.2 inches - 44th percentile
Weight:  18.6 lbs - 24th percentile
Head:  17.7 inches - 62nd percentile

So yeah, pretty little-ish except for the head, but I'm surprised actually, because it's not like her head is that big!

Some fun things she's doing right now:

*  She points at EVERYTHING.  We have recently...trained her...to sleep through the night (Ferber is the ONLY WAY dudes...seriously).  But as I dropped all night-time feedings and had Jordan get up with her as we trained her, it was really funny because (she was in our room until recently) he'd pick her up, she'd try to wiggle out of his arms, and then point to the bed.  I wasn't in it because it was still early, like midnight and am I EVER in bed at midnight? NOPE.  I wish.  Anyway, then she'd see I wasn't there, and start pointing to the door because she knew I'd be downstairs.  Smart little cookie that one.

*  She now crawls everywhere and her favorite is crawling up the stairs during the split second you aren't looking.  She's FAST.  She also enjoys the kitchen chairs...I just love those moments of fear as I see her losing her balance as she grasps the chairs on the HARD TILE FLOOR.  Ah. I always need to be on my toes, that's for sure.  She's had quite a few spills already and she'll be walking soon...

*  She is just a smiley little monkey.  She says a bunch of gibberish--nothing too specific.  She's a cutie.

*  She is so freaking wiggly.  I hate changing her diaper.  She screams the whole time and tries to wiggle away.  It's so bad that the other day, I was over at a friends' house and felt like maybe her diaper was a little full, but was sooooo not in the mood to wrestle her and have her scream like a hyena the whole time, so I didn't change her.  BIG mistake.  She was sitting on my lap as we ate dinner, and I felt the warm sensation of baby pee allllll over my lap.  Lovely. Then later, Claire pooped her panties. It was an awesome night. 

*  Anya loves the bath tub and will splash like CRAZY.  I have to close the curtain on her and Claire as they splash.  Great thing is that Claire has dumped water on her head so many times, that, unlike Claire who freaks when I get water in her eyes while washing her hair, Anya doesn't seem to mind at all.

*  Anya loves to scream now when she doesn't get her way. It's awesome.

*  Anya LOVES the touchy feely books. She laughs when she gets to touch the furry, fuzzy, or scratchy...stuff...on them.  (my vocabulary never ceases to impress you all, I know...)

*  Since I'm Mother of the Year, during my furniture refinishing projects, I would put her in the high chair with a bottle (um, yeah, it only took her like 10 months to master drinking from a bottle, and now I have to take it away.  Nice) full of chocolate milk.  INSTANT 1 HR. BABYSITTER. (slow flow nipple yeah!!)  It was the best.  She is definitely out second.  Definitely.  (Those of you w/out kids or with only one kid--don't judge.  This will be you in a few yrs.)

*  Doesn't keep her headbands in. And again, since she's child numero dos, I've given up already.  I'll put bows on her head when she has hair.  So for now I put gel in it and fauxhawk (sp?) it a little so she doesn't look like a TOTAL orfan.

*  Has never worn shoes.  I was obsessed with making Claire have the right shoes with the right outfit, with the right headband.  Yep, that's all down the drain with my second.  (Man, I'm really sounding like I don't care about my second child here!! AH!  I promise I do!!  It's just that I don't care about those little things as much anymore!)  Anyway, Anya goes to church barefoot every Sunday.  Um, and this last Sunday, Claire actually joined her.  We really did forget to put shoes on Claire.  But let's be honest...she takes them off within 5 minutes anyway.

*  The most wonderful thing about her crawling is that she doesn't need to be held 24/7!!!  It's so blissful, I can't even express... Baby gate, and I'm all set!! Now, if only I could get the 2 yr. old to stop bodyslamming her all day...that would be get-stuff-done-around-the-house-heaven.

*  Anya and Claire now officially share a room.  It's...interesting.  But good.  They are learning to get used to one another's middle-of-the-night outbursts, etc.  Claire wakes with leg pains ALL THE TIME, so it's fun.

Anyway, I think that's it!  We just love Anya to pieces.  And we're excited she has survived almost a year with the crazy older sister she has terrorizing her daily.

2 comments:

ariel said...

oh my gosh, janessa. this IS my life.

harper has no bows, no shoes, usually no pants on, dr appointments 2 months late, constant abuse from her sister. poor second children.

so nice to know someone else is living this too :)

ALSO: slow flow nipple + chocolate milk = GENIUS. will try that soon...

Focused Burn said...

She is so stinkin' cute! I love your posts, they always make me laugh. :)