We are so blessed to have a baby who cries only when she is tired or hungry. At five months Chloe is still going to bed at 8:00 p.m. and is waking at 4:00 a.m. to eat. She goes right back to sleep and wakes again at 7:00 a.m. When she wakes up she doesn't scream or cry, but instead coos and plays in her crib until the noises she makes are so irresistibly cute that you would be crazy not to go rescue her. She takes a two hour nap in the morning and several one hour naps throughout the day. The best part is that I usually need only lie her down and pat her butt for a minute before she falls asleep willingly. No rocking, swinging, and praying like the first two months of her life.
In between her naps she mostly just plays on her blanket or in her exersaucer. She still loves to be outside and would prefer to be outside the whole day if possible. I sat her in her Bumbo seat facing Griffin and the yard one morning and silently read a book for an hour straight before I decided to take a break. She just sat there and observed the world.
Chloe could watch Griffin for hours and tries crawling just to get closer to him. In fact, she loves Griffin so much that she saved her first laugh for him. Paul and I had been trying for months to get her to laugh and then one day Griffin was playing and barking at his girlfriend, Lola, when Chloe let out a huge belly laugh. She would giggle harder and harder every time Griff barked. It was the most adorable thing I have ever seen in my whole life and I even managed to get it on camera.
The one thing that Chloe finally just gave up crying about is getting her clothes changed. Up until this point baby girl has hated getting dressed and undressed. She would just scream the entire time. She hated having her diaper changed until about two months, and then she hated getting out of the bath until about four months, but it took this long to get over getting dressed. I think once I get her naked she is just so happy that way that she doesn't want anyone putting clothes on her.
Chloe is trying so hard to crawl and I'm terrified. It is bad enough that she can roll over and over again to get from one side of the room to the other. Things were so much easier when I could set her on a blanket, go to the kitchen, and return to a little baby lying in the same exact spot I left her. We really need to get started on baby proofing the house. She is also getting very good at sticking things in her mouth. Still no teeth, but a lot of drool and chewing going on.
Little Miss Amelia (as her daddy calls her) is starting to get blond hair. For a while there it was auburn, but it seems to be getting lighter and lighter as the days pass. She has quite a little baby tan going on despite keeping her sun screened and shaded as much as possible. She is just lucky, I guess. She still has beautiful blue eyes.
Funny story. Earlier this month Paul let me sleep in one Sunday morning. He took Chloe downstairs and let her play in her exersaucer. He was in the kitchen when he heard her fussing in the living room. When he came back into the living room he found that the entire saucer was filled with poop! She had poop pooled in her socks and her entire backside was covered in yellow goo. For some reason he didn't wake me up, but instead he stripped her down and gave her a bath. I woke up to hear him gagging while he cleaned up the poop. I was thinking he was being a wuss until I saw what had happened. It looked like a murder scene! It was impressive. I just thought I'd write that one down so that I don't forget. Anyone who knows me knows how I love poop humor!
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