I am a HALF! My Mama says it was a really special time to celebrate me. I was happy to get the extra attention, although I don't really need it. Most of the time they just put me in a contraption (jumper, exersaucer, play mat) and I get to watch the circus- Nori and my parents. That's the real highlight of my life.
Most days, Nori throws a good tantrum and for some reason, I think it is hysterical. It keeps my attention and I can't stop laughing. Mama always tells Nori, "Mira is too little to understand yet." This is awesome and I plan on that being my excuse for the next 18 years to do what I want. I intend to continue to keep a low profile. Now that I have a lot of time on my hands and not much to talk about yet, I have been planning my childhood. I am going to be sweet, laid back and keep a smile on my face. This means I will get anything I want. I also sense that my mom will treat me as the baby long past my baby years, this is awesome too.
Nori distracts them most of the time with her bad behavior. That means I don't have to be super good, just smile when they look my way and keep on with my playing.
I already love my big sister so much. Not only is she entertainng with all of her intense emotions, but she also has done so much work on my parents to be ready for me.
They made her eat all this mushy baby food when she was my age- not me! They are too lazy and tired to feed me with a spoon so I get to play with real big people food. I love it! I get to mash mango, gnaw on bread and play with noodles. My mom read a book called "Baby Led Weaning," it might as well be called I am so happy I get to feed myself! Well, okay I am not actually getting much down but it's FUN.
Besides, I don't need much else besides my mom's booby milk. I can't get enough of that stuff.
I take the bottle anytime, anywhere from anyone and I love nursing at night. I wake up every 3-4 hours still because when my tummy is 7/8th full, I get MAD.
And my stats show it. I am 40% for height and 95% for weight. Miss Emily calls me a bowling ball. My mama says I am like a big pile of bread dough when she kneads me after bath with my lotion.
I don't think they are going to make me "cry it out" at night yet. Thanks again, to big sister, because 1) they are worried I might wake her up and 2) they blame the cry it out method for her her intense temper.
This week, sadly, I said good bye to my infant sleeper. Boy did I love that thing. It was so cozy and over the last couple of weeks I was so big I could push my feet and rock myself in it.One night when I didn't want to be in the crib, Mama put me back in the sleeper and I grabbed the sides like a long last friend.
The crib isn't too bad. I still have my Bobo and Lovie.
When I wake up in the morning or from a good nap, I like to spend some time journaling. I babble and talk to my Lovie, Bobo and say my prayers. I can do this indefinitely, usually Mom comes in after 15-20 minutes because she feels negligent.I am always happy to see her.
Over the weekend, they turned on my ceiling fan- say what?! I didn't know that thing moved!!!! I was so psyched. There also is a lot of other things I am begining to notice- like looking outside! This makes nursing hard sometimes during the day because I am more distracted. But, I make up for the missed milk at night. Mama doesn't think this is too cool.
I don't have any teeth yet,but I love to suck on my fingers which causes LOTS of drool.
Oh I almost forgot to mention- I love my Shirley! I get lots of attention from her and we go on walks all the time. Sometimes I get to ride in the Ergot carrier and I love this. I love being snuggly in general.
Mom says I am getting too big to carry around in the car seat and now that it is getting warmer, she takes me out to go in and out of Nori's school.
But then my toes are cold because one of my signature looks is no socks or shoes. Mom has tried everything, inlcuding three different pairs of shoes, but I always kick them off. I think the record time was 6 minutes of keeping them on. I think it's a great challenge, but Mama thinks it's frustrating, so she gave up. So, all winter even in cold weather, she takes me out without shoes and socks. She justifies it by saying it is the same as having my hands out.
My other signature look is my HAIR! It is everywhere! I never lost any of it! Besides getting a haircut at 4.5 months (just my bangs) My mom bought me a hair detangler made out of quinoa and says she spent more on in than she ever has on anything for herself. It helps as least in the morning to get it under control.
We had a great party to celebrate my HALF bday. Some friends came over and we had HALF a cake made out of whole wheat and bananas. I even got to try a bite! Nori didn't get sugar until her first bday. Ha ha ha. I love being the baby.
Lastly, my mom finally likes my name. She says Miriam didn't fit and she wanted to call me Mira from the beginning, but Dad didn't like Mira. But now she just calls me Mira (Daddy said he didn't mind) and she is so happy with it.
She wrote me a letter about how wonderful I am on my 6mos birthday. Then she looked up what Mira means and guess what? WONDERFUL!
