Two weeks ago was Ruby’s 6 month / half year birthday. At the pediatrician’s, she measured to be 57%tile in both height and weight. We’re thrilled that she’s doing a lot better than both Illie and me when we were her age.
The milestones are coming at around the right time. I have the idea that cognitively, she’s a little bit ahead of schedule, while physically, she’s about right on time. A couple weeks ago she learned how to roll around, and she looks like she’s about to learn how to crawl within the next month.
We also started her on solids about two weeks ago. First, it was rice cereal, and then avocado, and the last food she’s tried is banana. Before we officially started her on solids, she clearly showed interest in the food we were eating. We’d let her lick some fruit and it was very obvious she was ready for solids. It is no longer the case that every fiber of her being came from Illie. Starting solids is somewhat a sad occasion for me.
Also, since she started solids, she has not been sleeping through the night as well. She’s developed a habit of waking up at 4am wanting to play. Seems like there’s a correlation, don’t know if there is a causality.
In many ways, seeing all this development occur makes it seem like our baby is leaving us. Her habits and preferences are changing so fast. She’s becoming a different person. It makes me both sad and excited at the same time. During this fast moving process, I feel like I want to always be there and treasure every moment since it is so fleeting. The one thing that I absolutely adore are Ruby’s short limbs and head proportions. I love the fact that, until recently, she could not reach over her head with her arms. A couple days ago was the first time I was able to get her thumbs to touch over her head. She hates it when I reach her arms over her head. That too, is irresistably cute.