Crawling – it’s the new sitting

Lyra crawled today. She’s been on the edge of crawling for a couple of weeks at least – shuffling around on her behind, launching herself forward on her hands without following it up with anything, and the like. She has practiced crawling on the bed, where it’s much easier. Yesterday she was thinking about crawling – you could see her almost getting there.

Today she managed the entire action of crawling, and once she did it, it was like she realized just how fast she could get around. It was pretty interesting watching her figure out the motions – lunging onto her hands and knees from sitting, then alternating arms and legs to propel herself forward. She hasn’t got turning figured out yet, so she pushes back up to sitting, turns on her behind and relaunches into crawling in the new direction. You can see how much she’s enjoying herself. I don’t think I’ll get any downtime ever again…

She also has six teeth now. Two of them broke through the gums this weekend, one on Saturday and one on Sunday. These ones have been bothering her all week, so it’s good to see them, although she’s still obviously uncomfortable and fussy from teething pain. She now has four teeth on top and two on the bottom. She enjoys biting things now. I’m teaching her that I’m not something she should bite pretty quickly though. Teeth hurt! Relearning how to nurse has been interesting, but I think we’re doing all right now.

She spent the last two days growling at us. It’s incredibly funny. She’ll growl at us, or at the cats, and then after a few minutes break into hysterical laughter, which naturally sets us off. I’ve found that if I laugh, she laughs back at me, and we can get going in an amazing circle of laughter. It’s fun times.

And now, photos of the Lyramonster. My next update will invole something that doesn’t involve photos of my baby. I promise.

This is the face of a future troublemaker:

Mischief in her eyes

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Spring hopes eternal!

It’s been raining the past two days. This isn’t particularly strange, since it’s spring and all. We had a nice day on the weekend, however, so I made sure to get out in the sunlight. I took a good long walk with a friend in Port Moody during the day, and called it training for the Sun Run. Since I’ll be walking the Sun Run, that’s really not an unrealistic statement.

Lyra has been teething like mad the past couple of weeks, but I think she’s starting to come out of it. For much of last week, she was getting cranky and irritated by around dinnertime – requiring extensive cuddling time, which for Lyra means “YOU MUST NEVER PUT ME DOWN.” She’s a pretty cuddly girl at the best of times. When she’s unhappy, I basically have to be willing to forfeit my individuality and accept that she is attached quite firmly to me. It keeps her happy, however, and considering the pain she must be in during those nasty teething times, I’m entirely willing to do so. She now has two bottom teeth and two top teeth, and she can get around the apartment rather effectively. She’s probably a day or two away from proper crawling. In fact, as I type this, she’s on the hardwood floor in the crawling position, pushing herself backwards and sliding along the floor. I think she’s actually trying to sit up and having some trouble with it. I’ll have to rescue her.

One rescued and happy baby… who is now looking at the cat food & water dishes again. I may have to come up with another place to put those…

This morning I had plans to get coffee with Maryn and then maybe go to baby songtime at the Library, but as it turned out, Maryn ran into heavy traffic on the way to the North Shore, and Lyra didn’t take her morning nap on time so she was falling asleep by the time baby songtime was supposed to start – but refusing to actually sleep. Fortunately, Maryn did eventually arrive and we got coffee. I put Lyra in the stroller (she hadn’t napped yet) and she ended up falling asleep there, so I took her for a walk around to the market for groceries after Maryn had headed back to PoMo for work.

Maryn and I are working on a project. We are hoping that Anne will also be interested in working on it, and anyone else who’s interested once we have it fleshed out a bit more. Right now it’s TOP SEKRIT!

I’m anxious for better weather to become more consistent. I look forward to getting back on my bike and heading to the trails.

Lyra’s favourite song

I watch Star Trek: The Next Generation sometimes in the afternoons when I’m home on weekdays. Call it a not-so-guilty pleasure, if you like – I’m not ashamed of it. Usually I’m watching while I’m playing with Lyra, or cleaning, or doing laundry, or any number of other boring things.

A few weeks ago I noticed something that amused me. I thought I’d take a short video of it and share with all of you. I’m apparently imbuing my baby with at least some geekiness…

Cause & Effect – Sounds

Lyra has a strong grasp on cause and effect when it comes to sounds, recently. The following are the best examples I’ve seen:

Sophie the Giraffe: This is a super-trendy rubber food-grade painted teething toy in the shape of a giraffe. It came with the name Sophie. Sophie has a mild squeaker inside her – it’s not an annoying squeak nose, just a quiet one, which is good. Lyra has discovered that when she bashes Sophie on the floor, she squeaks. This is now a favourite pastime whenever she has Sophie in her hands.

The Piano: Adam plays piano with Lyra in his lap. She has not only learned how to bang on the piano keys to make sounds, she has also figured out by watching him that when he presses a specific button on the keyboard it changes the noise from piano to strings to oboe to whatever. She does both while sitting on his lap.

The Guitar: Lyra knows that when you pull your fingers along the strings of the guitar they make a noise. She also knows that when you smack the strings it makes a different noise. Noises are fun.

The wooden monkey rattle: When dropped on hardwood, the wooden monkey rattle makes a solid smacking noise – wood on wood. When in range, this is a repeated game.

Recorded music: Lyra knows that most songs seem to have accompanying visuals. When she hears a song she checks for said visuals on the tv screen and computer monitors.

And Finally…

The Djembe: So I saw this djembe for sale down at Lonsdale Quay on Friday when I walked down there with Eli. It was tiny… just the right size for, say, an eight month old. I considered the alternative – getting a plastic toy drum set or something similar from the toy store – and it seemed kind of pointless. Why not give her the real thing to start? It’s like learning to play guitar was for me – I got myself a reasonably nice sounding guitar, which meant that even if I wasn’t playing great, the guitar still sounded good – and that was encouraging. So why not give Lyra her own African hippie drum? So I did. She loves it, of course. She’s such a hippie. We’re such a hippie family.

Hippie Lyra and her djembe

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Sleep heals

Lyra slept last night from 11:30pm until 7:00am. She did not wake up once coughing, or to nurse, or anything. I think I feel so much better today because I got that 7 hours of sleep uninterrupted. Adam was sleeping on the couch, since he’s now sick with what we have, so Lyra and I had the bed all to ourselves. We were still all snuggled up together, but in the middle of the bed, which was nice.

So today I’m barely coughing, my throat doesn’t hurt nearly as much, my nose is nearly cleared up, and I don’t have the headache or that wiped out feeling anymore. I’m so excited I’m going to go out this afternoon and get some air and exercise. The sky is clear, the sun is shining, and it feels like springtime. Whee!

Lyra’s Revelations

Lyra will be 8 months old in a few days. The following are a few things that Lyra has figured out in the past few weeks.

Sitting up in bed: Lyra often rolls onto her tummy when she’s asleep, sleeping much the same way her mom likes to. One night she awoke in bed, upset that she was alone, like she often does in the evening before I’ve gone to sleep myself. I waited a minute or two to see if she was going to settle herself back into sleep – there was a moment or two of quiet before she redoubled her efforts to get my attention. I went into the bedroom to settle her back to sleeping, and there she sat in the middle of the bed, arms reaching out to me. Just like that, she knew how to sit up from her tummy. She still hates being on her tummy for more than five seconds unless she’s sleeping, however.

Shadows on the wall: This one actually happened tonight. Lyra loves to stand on the couch, leaning against the back cushions and holding herself up. Part of the game is hitting the wall, of course – who doesn’t like hitting walls? Tonight was a little different. She was sitting on my lap on the couch this evening, in the dark. The light over the stove was the only light on, casting a shadow on the wall behind the couch. Lyra saw the shadows from my lap and started to climb up so she could stand on the couch and look at them. Adam, sitting on the other side of her, held up his arm and made the shadows move. She was watching them, utterly fascinated. She stared at the shadow of his hand for a minute or two, then slowly turned her head and looked up at his hand itself. She looked back at the shadow on the wall, then back at the hand – back and forth a few times, pausing to study it each time. You could almost hear the click in her brain as she figured it out. It was awesome.

Hardwood is great for getting around: Lyra sits on a blanket on the carpet in the middle of the living room a lot of the time. She also sits on a puzzle foam mat with Disney Princesses on it (found it at value village for the cheap) in what used to be the dining area but is now a giant pile of baby paraphernalia. These things are not hardwood. She has recently learned how to push herself around with her feet while sitting up (maybe I’ll take a video of it, although it’s not a quick process yet) and loves lifted up the edges of the mat or area rug. What she discovered this week was that when she pushes herself right off the rug onto hardwood, she can suddenly move a lot better. It’s a good thing I babyproofed the bottom two rows of shelving in the living room – she beelined for it. She found a basket full of toys and immediately pulled it out onto her lap upside-down, and selected the stuffed carrot as her chosen toy before ignoring the rest. Adam and I sat on the couch watching the whole process. It was entertaining.

Coughing sucks. Coughing up phlegm sucks more: She’s been doing a lot of coughing. There was really only one day where it made her miserable (i.e. every time she had a fit of coughing she would cry piteously.) For the most part she took it in stride, once she learned that the crud that was showing up in her mouth, while unpleasant, was not going away and thus must be tolerated. She now gets an expression on her face after coughing that seems to say There is a weird gross thing in my mouth and I don’t really know what to do with it – pursed lips and a slightly annoyed look, a bit like a gorilla or something. It’s very cute.

Regular food requires great contemplation: Lyra has tried various solid foods to date. They all elicit the same expression upon first tasting – she always looks a bit horrified and disgusted, and then immediately wants more. It’s hard to tell if she likes what she’s trying or not. I’m pretty sure, however, that she hates rice cereal. I tasted it – I don’t blame her.

These are just some of the most recent revelations Lyra has shared with us. There are constantly more, they’re coming a lot faster now I think than they were. These are exciting times.

The plague has hit our household…

Lyra has had a cold since last Friday. Remarkably, she has been in relatively good spirits throughout. She only really loses her cool when the cough gets really bad and she can’t breathe properly because of the nasty phlegm chunks lodging in her breathing passage. Yeah, it’s not pretty, but a lot of things about babies just aren’t pretty. Her nose has been running nonstop since Friday, and her squeal has been pretty much silenced due to a lack of voice. This is only Lyra’s second cold ever, and she’s managing it well. I’m impressed with her.

Sadly for me, I caught the same thing. I’m coughing like mad, I had a night filled with fever dreams and very little sleep, there was an accompanying headache that kicked my ass so hard I made Adam stay home from work to take care of the two of us on Tuesday, and while I’m getting better now, I am far from 100%. Fortunately, just as Lyra and I are getting better, Adam is getting sick. Now I’ll be taking care of him – he’s stayed home from work today to crash out with the headache and cold.

On a completely different subject, I venomously yelled and swore at a character in a commercial this morning. Let’s just say I have an irrational and extreme dislike of the new glade plugin commercials. And product.

It’s a lovely day out and I have so little energy I’m having trouble getting motivated to go out in it for at least a little while. I know I’m still sick, so it’s not surprising, but frustrating all the same. I’ll have to go out eventually anyhow, since we don’t have any groceries for dinner. Really, though, I feel like I could go back to sleep for an hour or three.

I signed myself up for a winter sports conditioning program – it’s every Saturday morning. Last Saturday Lyra was up most of the night sick, and me with her, so I didn’t go. I was going to make up the session tonight, but I’m still hacking and listless at best, so I’m not going. I’ll just go again on Saturday morning. By then I should be healthy enough to work out. I hope so, anyway. I’m tired of feeling craptastic.