After Rou passed her sixth month mark, we took her for her first swim. This period also saw a few milestones in her mobility and diet.
She is done with sitting up, and now pulls herself to standing.
She started taking daily meals of cereal and because of the introduction of these semi-solids, her poop has changed from the sweet smelling poop of a breastfed baby to stinky, more textured poop. Yucks.
She hates cleaning her butt, a total difference from her brother, who would quieten down the moment you start cleaning him. She would twist, turn, fidget, kick, and basically not keep still and do whatever it takes physically to get out of the lying-down position. And it's all done in silence. She doesn't protest, but just adamantly persists in her quest to get up.
Ahhh... the joys and challenges of a newborn blossoming into her toddler stage.
Hey look! My hair's growing... slowly... but it's still growing.
A new place to hang out: on the Thomas mat in the living room.
Typical nap time in the afternoon. Moment of peace and quiet, a time the mother looks forward to.
Still her favourite sleeping position.
Third and fourth fingers on the right hand. Index finger is sometimes used to flatten the nose.
Looks like the siblings are having some fun...
... with some assistance from beng gong.
Final days of Rou in her birdie chair. What was once a safe place to prop her in is now dangerous as she gets increasingly active.
New "hobby": pulling herself up on the day bed with assistance from the edges.
Hey mummy, whacha doing?
Having a good laugh in the arms of papa. Rou really started going on her laughter streak around this time, and her laughs sound like a series of deep drawn gasps.
The regular introduction of meal times means that Rou gets to spend more time in the high chair. But since mummy needs to be in the kitchen pretty often, Rou has to tag along too.
Guess who's in town and came to visit? Eng Kee gonggong and Jean porpor.
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