The rolling milestone

Yay to Peanut for rolling over today! After days of trying and bursting into tears at not being able to take that hand off from under her, today she flipped over like a fish to reach the orange striped tiger. And since then she can't stop doing it. I put her on the bed for a minute and scooted to her room to get an outfit for her. Usually I'll hear yelps for having abandoned her but she was unusually quiet. When I got back after hardly a minute,she had flipped over and was happily playing with a rag doll! The grandparents are delighted as they got to see this act before their leaving the end of this week.
Hmmm.....now I have to keep my eyes open to stop her from rolling off the bed.

Of rolling stones and climbing rocks

Just a quick one here-  Peanut can now roll-over from tummy to her back.  When a toy is kept in front of her, she pushes forward with her stomach and legs to  reach for it! When we make a silly face, she laughs loudly. When carried, she climbs my torso with those plump round legs as though she is training to be a rock climber. Did I say that she is sleeping through the night? Well, I take it back. She is back to waking up atleast twice every night. Some nights thrice. Putting her to sleep is still A's task. I wouldn't trade in even for a two week vacation at the Amalfi Coast. And you know how badly I want to do that sometime in life, right? I.so.want.to.do.it.

October....

....means celebrations. Dusshera. Diwali. Halloween. It also is when the leaves turn orange as though illuminated by the sun light and when the show is over, finally Fall. It is when one can't step out without a jacket and the fireplace in the family room comes to life. This time it is a month of anxieties. First, Peanut's four months' shots. I have chewed my nails off, thinking about it. Second, we are thinking of getting her ears pierced. I know, it's just a gunshot. She will hardly feel anything, but I can't help becoming my mother, worrying about how it will go. Such tender ear lobes they are. Third, the grandparents are leaving the end of this month. I don't know how Peanut will react to this separation. Will she bawl when she sees them walking away at the Airport or will she just forget about it? Will she miss them when we get back home? Oh, I don't want to think about it yet. Fourth, should I start solids for Peanut? My sis says I should. I can't wait to either. Let's see what her doctor has to say. Fifth, Peanut's first visit to India next month. I have no clue how we will entertain a five month old in a 20 hour flight. Do you? My heart rises up to my oral cavities when I think about it. What should I pack? Onesies, outfits, hats, diapers, wipes, socks, tights, leggings, soap, baby oil, lotion, shampoo, medicine kit, toys, books, towels, wash cloth, bibs, accessories, blankets, grooming kit and what more? Good lord!

The weekend was spent in shopping for Peanut and her cousins. The shopping cart was loaded to the brim with clothes and accessories. Peanut was a button all day, putting up with her bumbling fumbling parents. On the way back she lost it and had a huge meltdown to get out of the carseat. We were glad to get back home!

A mini celebrity.

Ever since Peanut was born, A's colleagues have been dying to meet her. After much procrastination, I set out today with my mom and dad in tow. It is a forty five min drive, you see. I needed Mom to pacify Peanut in case she decided to bawl until someone took her out of the carseat. And Dad, to read out directions from my phone. Peanut took a nice nap during the drive and cooed and gurgled at A in her usual chirpy fashion. A took us up to his office, while MAD chose to wait in the car.

People fawned over her as if they haven't seen babies before. One wanted to carry her, another wanted to know if she could get Peanut's bangles in her size, one was prepping for a photo shoot with the princess and someone else was making silly faces. Peanut made us proud by flashing her wide toothless grin at everone. She babbled a little and never cried. No pouting of lower lip. They called her a happy baby. A well behaved baby. They loved her attire and accessories. They didn't want to let go of her. Bring her again soon, they said. Oh, sure. Why not?

Laughs and more

Peanut can now laugh loudly! She was an absolute entertainer when S & P visited over the weekend. Her neck stands upright most of the time and she can sit supported by the boppy. That only means I can shovel some of that gerber stuff down her gullet. *evil laugh* Nah, I'll wait a month more.

The gyming continues, but the love handles on either side of my hip refuse to budge. We are inseparable that way. Peanut is growing love handles too. But those are adorable. Munch worthy. I could eat her for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

The grandparents leave the end of this month and then it is going to be just me and Peanut. All day, every day. A is taking an exam next month and has tuned us out completely. We are non existent while  he studies with ear buds plugged in. But, putting Peanut (and me) to sleep is still his job. After tucking us into bed he slips out to study. Life's like that.