Christa Tuesday - 39 Weeks

Today is the first week (and first day!) of Christa's ninth month. It is a bittersweet day for me because it is the one-year anniversary of my dad's death. Because Christa was born three months to the day he died, the 18th is always going to connect the two of them. I really feel being pregnant with her when he was dying and having her so shortly after I lost him has aided the grieving process. I can't get lost in sadness when I have this little ray of sunshine in my face all the time. There are so many characteristics Christa and her grandpa share, particularly in the eyebrows and her smile. Every so often she will throw me a look or arch her eyebrows at me and I think "there's my dad." It's quite a gift.
I got my monthly email from babycenter talking about separation anxiety and I don't really notice that with Christa so much but that could just be because we are together so often. Maria is the only one she doesn't mind being handed off to when I'm leaving or even if I'm in the room. If I'm holding her and someone tries to talk to her - mainly women - she will act all coy and shy, though, tucking her face into my chest.  Her little personality is really shining through these days and she laughs at our little games and gets super pissed when she wants something and doesn't get it immediately. And let me just say this: Christa is in EVERYTHING. If her brother has it, she wants it. If something is within reaching distance, her octopus arms are reaching for it.
Those stubborn top teeth still haven't popped through the surface of her gums but I know that she is bothered by them. She isn't walking yet but she is very mobile and crawls with determination. She is pulling herself up to stand and I even see her lifting her little legs as if she thinks she is going to climb onto a surface. We really need to watch out now. I also think she's going through a growth spurt because I have noticed her 9-month clothes are already getting kind of snug. On top of that, her hunger is insatiable and she's taking many naps. On Sunday night she went to sleep at 6:30 pm and I was afraid of what ungodly hour she would awake on Monday morning. Imagine my surprise when she slept all the way to 5:30. Mind you, I kept waking up imagining she had died in her sleep. Typical.

"She's been out as long as she was in." - Husband remarking on the 40 week/9 month thing.

11/19/14 Edit: Christa met her new pediatrician this morning for her 9-month checkup. Her top teeth have broken through and she is in good health and looks great. She is in the 75th percentile pretty much across the board at 28" long, 44.5" head circumference and weighing 19.1 lbs (which is exactly how much I would lose from my body. Ha!).

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