Nine months old!

Dear Libby,
HOW IN THE WORLD ARE YOU NINE MONTHS OLD ALREADY?!!!!!! Seriously, time is flying, and I don't like it! I know that the next three months are going to fly by too, and suddenly it will be your birthday. Unbelievable.

I took you to the doctor for your nine month appointment this morning. You just smiled and squealed the whole time. You didn't make a peep when the nurse did the blood draw from your big toe. You only cried for about 3 seconds after you had your flu shot. You are a rock star, girl! I then took you to daycare, where you squealed and crawled away from me to play with your little friends. I love how easygoing and happy you are. I hope you continue to be that way, my sweet girl.

You're 18 lbs 4 oz, which is between the 25th and 50th percentile. Your height is also between the 25th and 50th percentile... but your head was between the 50th and 75th percentile. Your head just seems so huge to me. Liam's head and weight were always around the 5th percentile, so you just seem gigantic! But, really, you're smaller than "average." Crazy.

You go to bed very early every evening, usually by 6 o'clock. Many days at daycare, you nap just once, and oftentimes for only 20-30 minutes. Crazy girl! No wonder you're tired! When we get home, I try to give you something for dinner, and you usually end up fussy and ready to go to bed before you're even done. Poor thing.

I love you so much, sweetheart.

Love,
Mommy