I can't believe I am even writing this. Ellie Grace is 8 months old today. Last week I was propping her up on the boppy pillow and she stayed on a quilt in the living room. I always knew where she was.
Ellie is now (literally 6 days later) sitting up by herself, crawling, and pulling up to a standing position hanging onto furniture. It is completely remarkable to me, and honestly, I'm not ready for it. ha!
I've been giving her more and more table food. She is not a picky eater except for peas (just the baby food). So far there isn't anything that she won't eat. She has had eggs, pancakes, bread, apples, bananas, strawberries, carrots, corn, pasta, bacon, chicken, tortillas, and a few other things I can't remember.
She loves being with her brother and sister and I am sure that is her motivation for suddenly moving because she is constantly trying to find them. I am so thankful she is still nursing because that guarantees some quiet moments with her.
She has big blue eyes and dark brown hair that I am so glad hasn't changed to blonde. She is her own special little person. She's sweet and maybe a little sassy. Usually very content and happy and smiling.
There is nothing more exciting and more amazing than watching a tiny little baby turn into a little person. I am no less amazed this time around than I was the first time.