Day 217: I’m looking for some lost time.

About a month ago, I noticed that some of the mommy bloggers I follow began talking about planning for their kids’  first birthday parties.  My reaction:  ZOMG!  How did this happen?  Then I realized that Abigail was soon to be 9 months old…that’s 3/4th of a year.  And well, as Wednesday came and went, Abby is officially 9 months old.

Wednesday night, before I went to bed, I was looking at what I like to call, “Abby’s Hall of Fame.”  In our upstairs hallway, we have a framed 8×10 shot of Abigail on all her month days.  Well almost as we’re behind and have yet to hang her 8 month…but still, I was looking at it, and I got all emotional.  Here’s a brief overview of what I was gazing at:

NOTE:  Not all these pictures are high quality.  I’m on a new computer, and not all photos are in the same place for me to find, so I did the best I could with my resources at hand.  Oh, and we are doing a re-shoot of the 9 month ones this weekend to try to get one with her smiling and sitting still, that is not blurry.  But man, you try to get a 9 month old to do all that at once!

It’s so amazing to have these month shots, even though the third one is at a weird angle and does not resemble most of the others.  But man, look at month one and month nine and hopefully you can see why I’m in freak out mode over my growing thriving child.

I still remember last summer, being all pregnant, dreaming about this summer and all the fun things we would do together.  My thoughts were filled with a bunch of, “I can’t wait…”  And every month since her birth, there have been more…

I can’t wait till she smiles.

I can’t wait till she grabs on to something.

I can’t wait to hear her giggle.

I can’t wait for her to roll over.

I can’t wait for her to try solids.

I can’t wait for her to sit up on her own.

I can’t wait for her first tooth.

I can’t wait to see her feed herself.

I can’t wait to see her crawl.

I can’t wait.

But now, I wish I had those moments back.  And now cue the tears welling up in my eyes as I write this.  I want to say, “I can’t wait for her first birthday,” or “I can’t wait to see her take her first steps.”  But really, I want this to slow down.  I mean I so vividly remember seeing Abigail all nestled up on my husband’s chest and how tiny she was during those fist few months.  And just the other night, a little after 11pm after Abby woke up and needed a diaper and a bottle, as the hubs was swaying her back to slumber, I saw how big she has gotten.  Her head nestled in the crook of his neck, her right leg dangling at his waste…it was just too much.  When my eyes met with my husband’s, I smiled b/c it’s just the best to see the two of them in such a special moment, but secretly, I wanted to run out of the room crying.

I feel like this has gone way too fast.  I would like my lost time back.  Please and Thank You.

Post Script:  We went to the doctor for some shots yesterday and to get her stats.  So here they are:

• Weight:  16lbs 4oz
• Height:  28 inches
• Head:  17 inches

And to summarize what all those numbers mean…

At six months Abby dropped on the curve of weight gain.  We were all concerned, doctor included.  She weighed only 13lbs 12oz. (NOTE:  She’s always been small, but this drop was concerning b/c of the fact that she is already on the small side.) The doctor said that between six and nine months she should gain .5-1lb a month.  Well my girl gained over three pounds so she beat the average and jumped not only back up to her curve she was on since birth, but she is a bit ahead of it now.  The doctor said, and I quote, “Well, whatever you are doing at home, it’s good.”  Well thank you very much.

She has always been around the average for height, though last month at 25.25 inches, she did drop a bit below 50th percentile.  But man, she grew almost 3 inches, which puts her above the average.  And as far as her head, the doctor decided to measure it again b/c she could not believe that Abby’s head grew as much as it did in one month.  (Still can’t remember what it was at six months, though.)  And, well, the 17 inch measurement was correct.  So yeah, now that we aren’t worried about weight, we now get to worry for the next three months that Abby’s head grew a bit too much.  (And right now I’m doing all I can to hold myself back from googling, “Baby’s head growing too much,” so I don’t stress myself out for the next three months.)

To summarize, I have a tall skinny girl (no clue where she gets this from) whose head, though is below average for her age, grew a bit too much.

Post Post Script: Did the doctor just say, “See you at her one year check up,” to me?  Cue giant lump in my throat.  Cue some more tearing up as I watched my big girl do big girl things the rest of the evening.  So yeah, just a reminder, I would like my lost time back.  Please and Thank You.

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