Happy 8 Months!

Adia turned 8 months today and she started it wonderfully by sleeping straight through the night in the crib. She woke up crying though. When I went in to get her, she was laying on her stomach. She loves to sleep on her stomach now and prefers it to any other position. I picked her up and the second she was against me I noticed she was wet. She had peed out her diaper. No wonder she woke up when she did. I stripped her pjs off and opened her diaper, only to be confronted by slimey poop. I guess she had also pooped sometime recently. I cleaned her up, put her in a long sleeved onesie and grabbed a bottle. I was hoping she'd go back to sleep so I took her back to bed with me. Instead she was up for the day.

She played on the floor for a bit, but started to get cranky pretty quick. I held her for a little bit, but she kept trying to get back on the floor. This time she was happy to be on the floor. She took off towards her toy bucket and then headed back in my direction. She started playing under my feet and trying to get back under the couch. She was not happy when I moved her. She then wanted to jump. I set her in the jumperoo. She was so happy to be jumping that I took the opportunity to take a shower. She was fine until I started getting dressed. I guess it doesn't matter where she is, she still cries when I get dressed no matter what.


I tried to get her to take a nap since she was obviously tired. I finally got her to sleep after drinking 5oz and laying her on her stomach. I was then able to move her to the floor. She slept for almost a hour and would have slept lots longer, but a sunbeam hit her in the face. There were no smiles when she woke up, but she also wouldn't go back to sleep.

We played for a little while, but I thought she might enjoy going outside for a bit. I wanted to get some good 8 month pictures of her anyway. I dressed her warmly since it's been so cold lately and we headed out the door. It hadn't been long since the sun woke her, but it was already gone. It was overcast and very chilly. Adia didn't mind. I set a blanket in the grass for her along with a few toys. She quickly forgot about the toys and only wanted to pull the grass and eat it. She even managed to grab a big chunk of dirt. I started to get cold and she was starting to crawl off the blanket so we grabbed the mail and headed inside.






handful of dirt
Once inside I was able to snuggle her up in a blanket and get her to fall back to sleep. She woke up prematurely again and started whining and crying. It was awful. She didn't want to be held, but she also didn't want to be on the ground. Eventually I was able to get her to go back to sleep and she slept until Scott got home. She was completely disoriented when she saw him. There was no smile, just more of a "where did you come from" look.

It was then time to head to the store. Adia rode in the Kozy and watched everyone around her. Several people said she was adorable and she milked it for all it was worth. She only got fussy when we put her back in the car seat. She was hungry and tired since it was already after dinnertime. When we got back, Scott stripped her while I put the groceries away. Adia then ate fruity cheerios, 1/2 a yogurt and a few bites of sweet potato. She has improved greatly at picking up the cheerios and was also really excited to see them. I now know I can only put a maximum of two on her tray though, otherwise she'll stuff them all in. She was in a really goofy mood and kept making us laugh hysterically. That would make her start squealing in glee and it would begin again.


eating cheerios


being silly and making faces
After dinner was our usual bath time. I bathed with her and she splashed like a madwoman. I washed her hair, which she wasn't too happy with, but she did let me. Scott was putting the dishes away when it was time to get out of the tub so I did it myself. She was obsessed with mirror baby tonight so it made it easy for me to get partially dressed. After I put on her diaper, I handed her to Scott to put her in pjs.

She didn't want to go to bed right away so we set her on the floor to play. She set off across the floor to grab Scott's laptop cord. I put a few objects in front of it, thinking they would deter her, but I was wrong. She just moved them and grabbed the cord again. I moved her back towards the center of the room and she started crying. Scott made her a bottle in hopes of getting her to sleep, but she wouldn't hold still to drink. A few minutes later we discovered the problem, she had pooped! No one wants to sleep with a poopy diaper. Scott cleaned her up and brought her back out to the living room. He gave her to me and she gladly took her bottle. Hopefully we have another good sleeping night.