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7 month Bug

We've made it, people!  We're over half a year old!  Happy 7 months to Bug!
There's been a ton of chatter going on around the D household.  This little Bug spends a whole lot of time babbling up a storm!  Oh, how I love the sound of her sweet little voice...when it's sweet...and little, anyway.  The other half of the time we could do without. :P  Even though a part of me hates the sound of the yelling, sometimes it reminds me of how strong of an individual she's going to be and the only reason she's screaming is because she can't communicate...yet.  She knows exactly what she wants and has been that way since inside the womb.  I remember days when I would sit at my desk at work and she would kick...and kick...and kick...and kick NONSTOP until I got up from my desk to take a break.  Then as soon as I would sit back down, she would start kicking nonstop again.  Never ending.  (At least back then she was contained in a womb.  Now there's no possibility of containing the flailing arms and legs- mad or happy.)  I'm excited (and fearful) of when she learns how to speak.  Ha!

I would love to say that Bug has officially begun crawling, but she hasn't.  She throws a fit until you stand her up and put her in her jumper.  Perhaps she'll skip crawling altogether.  According to Mama, my siblings and I all skipped crawling.  So maybe it runs in her genes.  The hubs and I were having a conversation the other day about the type of person Bug is.  We came to the conclusion that she is the type of person who wants to skip Steps 1 and 2 and go straight to 3.  (Hmm...I wonder who she gets that from?)  The hubs said she's an overachiever.  I wouldn't say "overachiever", per say.  I see an overachiever as someone who accomplishes steps 1, 2, and 3 and does it well.  Bug wants to grow up too quickly. At 3.5 months, she wouldn't let me hold her bottle, even though she's had no idea how to do it.  Then she'd throw a fit because she couldn't eat.  Well, if you don't let me help, how can you eat?!!?  Now, she wants to walk before she can even crawl.  She'll roll over and not even try to crawl sometimes.  She just rolls onto her tummy and lays still.  Then she gets mad that she hasn't gotten anywhere.  Well, if you don't move your limbs, you won't move.  Oh, Bug. Mommy wishes you'd slow down a little bit.  These personality traits don't go away.  They're inherent.  How do I know?  Because Bug is my own little mini me.  She wants to do everything by herself, no help, too quickly.  I guess this makes her an "overachiever" according to "Da-da", but according to "MuMuMuMuM", it can also make her super stubborn.  Oh, we're in for an adventure.  ::SIGH::  (I trust that God will get us through the teenage years.  Whether or not we'll be in one piece is still in deliberation.)

Anyway, picture time!  There are way too many photos this month, but we had such a great 7 month photo session and they all turned out great.  I couldn't keep them to myself, could I?!?!  Enjoy!
 
Keeping still is not her strong suit these days.
 New hat! Look at this sailor!
 She was unsure about it.
 But before she could burst out into a cry in the restaurant, we stopped her.  SUCCESS!
 Yeah, Da-da  put the headband on.  That's why she looks like an 80's aerobics instructor.
 Again...staying still is not in the cards these days.
Staying still- FAIL.


 Now I know Bug looks bigger in photos than she actually is, so I thought I'd put it in perspective.  When people see her in person they always say, "Wow, she's so tiny!  She looks so much bigger in photos!"
 Yup, that's our pillow pet.

 Neck pillow!
 Crib perspective.
 This picture makes me feel better.  It makes me feel like she's not growing up so quickly even though she is.
What an awesome, awesome month with Bug!

God Bless,
Kat


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