Eight Months Old

Yes, this post is a little late. Frighteningly, Molly will be 10 months old in two weeks! But, I will do my best to bring everyone up to date before then.

In particular, these past weeks have been difficult. Molly has become much more mobile, and inquisitive- an amusing, but devilish combination.

She certainly keeps us on our toes!

In other news, Molly had her final gastroenterologist visit, and received her final tummy checkup. Based on her eating habits since (more next post), I know that at least those troubles are behind her.

She started to enjoy her swim lessons, just in time for the first session to end. I hope that Jeff can join us in the future, and take some pictures for all to enjoy.

Speaking of pictures to enjoy, I encourage everyone to take a peek at our flickr account, if you haven’t already. I have organized the pictures by month, and will be adding more that don’t appear in our posts. Also, you will be able to enjoy the clever comments that Jeff and I make about each photo, and leave your own.

I wish I had spiffy photos of Molly’s first “beauty pageant”, in which she participated at the beginning of August, but these are much better:

She saw her eight-month anniversary in with a bang, as she was frightened and then delighted by fireworks, marking the end of the madness known as Yankee Homecoming.

More photos and fun next post….

Footed Pyjamas

I distinctly recall hating my footed pyjamas when I was a youngster. If my failing memory serves, I had a yellow pair that were just hideous.

Poor Miss Molly. She now has a pair of pink footed pyjamas. They’re a light fleece, so they should keep her plenty warm while she sleeps — because Anna insists on having every window and door wide open no matter how cold it gets outside. I just hope she’ll forgive me for inflicting on her what I so hated as a child.

Fixed: Anna “corrected” the spelling of pyjamas in the title. I’ve fixed it.

Seven Months Old

Here were Molly’s stats as of her second-to-last gastroenterologist visit on 7/21:

Weight: almost 17 lbs (1 pound gain)
Length: 27.5 inches (1 inch gain)

Molly has finished her Prilosec this month at long last! Hopefully, the nightmare of the past several months is finally over. Although, I must admit, she still has her moments of screaming as if possessed. But, she now has these lovely quiet times as well…

…although I often suspect she is merely saving up energy for the next new development.

Some have been small steps, new talents…

… like making raspberries or smacking her lips, and means of expression…

…like wrinkling her nose.

We cannot tell if she uses the skills above to express displeasure, to get our attention, or just because she can. Most likely it is a combination of all three, and a few more reasons of which we are probably not aware.

There have also been some larger leaps. Molly has begun to crawl on all fours…

…pull herself up onto her knees, use a sippy cup, and eat finger foods. Not at the same time, of course. (Update: Since I started writing this post, she has also added drinking from a straw to her repertoire!)

Of course, we want to encourage her, but we’re afraid of creating a monster:

Although it may already be too late:

The cats are starting to suspect their carefree days of lounging about unpestered are numbered.

Tune in next time (in about a week) when we hopefully will have video of Molly crawling (thank you Jeff for the photographic evidence), and perhaps photos or video of Molly’s swim lessons, which she’s just started as well.

Until then- don’t melt, and take care.