Sophie is almost 8 months old. In 5 short days, she will be just four tiny little months off her first birthday. Whoever Father Time is, I’m going to find him and strangle him for speeding this time up. I try and take as many photos of her as I can (which I am sure every friend on Facebook has hidden me to avoid the constant photos…) to document this time in her life, and she is just so different. Every day marks
something new that changes with her.
New Things!
She has two cute little bottom teeth, with two more pushing through at the moment
She is eating everything in sight (whether food or not)
Although not crawling, she is belly spinning on the floor
She likes to sit properly for long periods of time (huzzah!)
Sophie is eating more finger foods, like toast fingers and cheese puffs which are a rare treat
The laughing! She recognises funny things and laughs!
She can say Mama and Dada, but she prefers to repeat baba and rara over and over again
Sophie loves to jump – if she could do it all day she would
Sophie sleeps 6pm-6am now, and only wakes once for a cuddle and dummy replacement
Her dummy is becoming less frequent, used only for bed times and when she holds it herself and gums on it
She reaches for toys, and has learned to play fetch…basically she throws, Husband fetches, annnnd repeat!
She’s getting big now, wearing 9-12 month clothes most of the time as she is long as anything. Growing girl, this one. Solid foods, snacks and bottles. I found a video of her at two days old and actually cried – I can’t remember her being so little!!! Everyone else can and I can’t. I guess watching her grow up is making me forget but I will never forget her little personality changes. She sits on the floor like me, but she definitely acts like her Daddy
