Bursting With Energy
Friday, July 31st, 2015From Friday Mom – Erin:
I cannot wait to see how Charlotte’s personality evolves over time.
At just under seven months old (how time flies!), she is happy, wiggly, and seemingly in perpetual motion. When I walk into her room each morning, she presses herself up to see me and then flops down on her belly, squirming with anticipation of my picking her up. Similarly, when her father picks her up from school at the end of the day, she is typically waving her arms and legs joyfully and cooing with delight. Her whole body gyrates with glee when she sees one or both of us. I know I am partial, but I think it is one of the cutest things ever.
I know I should not indulge comparisons between Rory and Charlotte, but I keep trying to remember if her overall demeanor is new or much of the same as her brother. Truth be told, I cannot honestly remember if her brother acted the same way. My foggy recollection is that he was equally happy, but perhaps not as ebullient in his demeanor. He had his fair share of infant arm-flailing, but I just don’t remember him being quite as. . . active. To the contrary, I have very vivid recollections of his sitting quietly with his toys and being quite content.
Charlotte, by contrast, seems to want to engage with the world around her. When her brother is playing in the playroom, she will roll and squirm her way off of her play mat and as close as possible to the playroom door. When we put her down in her rocker, she makes certain to coo and babble at us, as if to remind her that she is still there and ready to play. She is dangerously close to being able to push up on to her hands and knees, and I give her a month, max, before her backwards squirming evolves into a more purposeful crawl.
All of this energy makes me wish I could get inside her tiny little head to know what she is thinking as she smiles from ear to ear. Part of the difficulty with second children is knowing the excitement that will come in a year or two as she starts to be able to verbalize her thoughts. I often find myself impatient, wanting to speed up the clock. But then I remind myself to enjoy these fleeting baby days while they last.