Okay, so you may notice that I officially changed the category tag on the side from Jane to Janie. We just don’t call her Jane. She’s a Janie! Or Jane-Bug, or the kids’ newest invention, Bugaboo. I’d signed her up for CBS as Jane, but it is just weird to me to put that nametag on her every week. Like Tommy (and unlike Elizabeth and Susanna), I always end up introducing her by her nickname. Just wanted to let you all know where we stand.
So. She’s 11 months old! Still just the four teeth, but she’s laughing and giggling all the time now, so I don’t think any others are imminent. She LOVES it when some or all of the kids come to visit her in her crib when she’s woken up from a nap. They were going in and waking her up, so I kiboshed that and require them to ask permission before entering her room. Now as soon as someone hears her awake, they’re begging, “Please, Mommy, PLEASE can I go talk to Janie?!” It’s fun to see my kids so fond of each other.
Janie is cruising everywhere and has very little patience for the jumper I borrowed from a friend when our exersaucer bit the dust. Sometimes (like when the kids are playing with legos), I just want her somewhere safe, but she wants to be down on the floor, part of the action, so it’s probably not realistic to keep her out of mischief. She doesn’t really want to try to stand on her own or try to walk yet. She sometimes pushes the shopping cart a few steps, but crawling is so much faster and easier.
She’s clapping her hands all the time now. And she LOVES it when we clap our hands for her! She likes to do pattycake with anyone who will play with her. She shrieks and squeals to get our attention, and the last couple of weeks, she’s started saying “Da!” I just haven’t been good about teaching her any baby signs–I will have to get the kids to help with the please and thank yous.
We’ve had such a rough past month that her eating got all messed up. I’d started to wean her down to 3 feedings a day, but when she got sick, I figured she could use as much breast milk as possible, so we were back up to 5 feedings a day for a while there! (And even though I was super duper sick and lethargic, I craved dessert nonstop. Now that we’ve dropped down again, I’m no longer making cookies every day.) She didn’t really want to eat much of anything and really just wanted me to sp0on feed her purees again. Now that she’s on the mend, she’s back to eating bread, cheese sticks, tiny pieces of chicken, olives, pear quarters, bananas sometimes, and especially blueberries! I’ve definitely noticed that she’s not interested in peas, broccoli, or green beans when I steam them up for dinner. She’ll eat them in puree form, but I guess she must have a sweet tooth. She does like cooked carrots and sweet potatoes, but yellow veggies are sweeter. Hmm. This week, she had both a cinnamon roll and cake for Tommy’s birthday. Tommy never had refined sugar until his first birthday, then not again until his second birthday cake. Ah, the difference between firstborn and fourthborn!
