Elia turns 9 months. And like that, Elia is no longer a baby. She was an infant yesterday, waving with the closing of the hand one finger at a time. She then started clapping with open hands and keeping time to the beat when you played music. Then we started her on solid foods, green beans, rice, chicken and Cherrios at first, then when the pediatrician said that the guidelines for allergies have changed, she started salmon, and eggs, and everything (her favorite is tamago – sushi egg).
She sits on the high chair at the table, signals when she wants more by hitting the table and drinks water from an open cup. She always is smiling, wants to know what Curie is doing, and is curious about everything. She crawls everywhere, pulls herself up on anything, and has begun cruising. Soon the girls will keep each other company.
At night she is sleeping better, though she falls asleep while nursing or on Albert’s shoulder. Albert takes Elia while Erin helps Curie to sleep, and sometimes for hours Elia sleeps on Albert’s chest. Yesterday Elia got her first balloon, rode the firetruck stroller with Curie, and ate at the sushi choo choo restaurant Wasabi for the first time in a long time.
We just wrote about Curie’s third birthday, and while you aren’t supposed to compare the girls you can see different personalities even at a young age. And though Albert could not handle the pregnancy, having these two girls and watching them grow. laugh, and simply be, makes you want to have another.
