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9 Months and Counting...

Where have the past 9 months gone??  I keep looking through her pictures/videos from the day she was born and the next weeks that followed...I can't believe how big she's getting.  

She is so fun and full of personality.  She has always been an "easy" baby: she's slept through the night since about 3 months, usually follows a (rough) nap schedule, eats all the fruits and veggies that we send her way, she's healthy and generally a happy baby.  Oh, and she's about a 100 on the cuteness scale from 1-10.  She's not afraid to speak her mind; she's VERY vocal.  She is very curious and adventurous; she's crawling, and climbing and standing (unassisted-for a few seconds at least)...this girl doesn't miss a thing!  Every time we have a check-up the Dr. just laughs at how active and curious and vocal she is and says something to the effect of, "she's going to be fun."  ...bringing a whole new meaning to the word fun...

I can't imagine life without her.  Well, I can, but I'd rather not.  In regards to having children, people say, "your life will never be the same," and it's true. How can it be?  She changes the way I see the world, for the better.  It is captivating to watch her experience new things for the first time and to see her appreciation for all the small, simple things that I take for granted everyday-like grass, and the wind in my hair.  

...I wish she wasn't napping because I really need to hug her.  
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Danielle said…
sniff..sniff. that was sweet. :) Children are THE best! :)
November 16, 2011 at 7:20 PM
Chrissy said…
That was such a great post... especially for a soon-to-be Mom who's slightly freaking out! ;-)
November 17, 2011 at 9:42 AM
Tamara said…
thanks ladies...Chrissy-no need to freak out, you will be fine (though, I remember freaking out...a lot..call/text/fb me if you have any questions and/or need to vent some irrational fears. I probably thought the same thing, seriously, nothing is too crazy for this girl. I'm a worrier.)
November 17, 2011 at 3:17 PM
Chrissy said…
Thanks, girl! If/when I hit a breaking point, I'll for sure let you know :-) I mostly just don't know how on earth I'm going to handle the sleep deprivation and constant feedings. And then I don't know how I'm going to handle crawling and teething. And then possibly going back to work. And then potty training. And then another kid? And then school. And then dating. And then mission... Holy Cow... (;-)
November 18, 2011 at 4:55 AM
larshannon said…
She isn't a 100. At least a 110.

If she is 9 mos, then my baby is 4 yrs and 9 mos. I really need you to stop this chronicling of aging.
November 18, 2011 at 7:46 AM
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