sweet ivy is five months old and growing much more quickly that i would like. this morning she sat up for about 10 seconds without any help when we were over at a friend's house. its wild when you see your baby begin to sit up because they seem to magically grow so much immediately. big milestones like sitting seem so significant in your last child; the knowledge that its the last time you'll see a particular first. seeing her like that, upright for a few moments and then doing the slow lean forward, it just struck me that i don't want to miss even a single opportunity to marvel at God's design.
ivy is still really content, sleeping two good 2 hour naps and a little evening cat nap every day. she has been going through a bit of a sleep regression but she had been in the habit of sleeping till 6 or 7 every morning. i feed her while she is asleep just before i go to bed at around 10 and then most of the time i sleep through till 6 or 7 when she wakes me up. but these last few nights she has been waking almost every hour. i am praying that this is a short regression because being bleary eyed all day is just not my favorite. at all.
she is wearing mostly 9-12 month clothes, which is just ridiculous. she is weighing right around 18lbs (which etta mae did not weight till she was 10 months old by the way). her smile is contagious and she loves to blow raspberries. she loves bouncing in the johnny jump up. she loves her sisters and they get the best laughs out of her. she talks and babbles like the happiest of cherubs.
she sucks on two fingers, which is absurdly cute, and she touches my face when i am feeding her. i absolutely love breastfeeding her and i am already bracing for the heartache that i know will come the day she feeds for the last time, whenever that may be. i know that feeding is hard and for many women it does not go the way they had hoped. but in my case it has been one of my absolute favorite aspects of the first years, even with all the trials. and its just really sweet with her, again because she is the last.
sweet ivy you make every day better (and some nights way too long) and we just adore you.
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