Time is strange for me related to Jane. I’m so surrounded by her every day that I can’t imagine forgetting the little things she does, but then I try to think back just a few months ago and can barely remember what it was like having a baby who was unstable sitting up on her own. Having a newborn who can’t smile or babble seems almost as foreign as it did before I had a baby at all.
So, a snapshot of Jane in month ten, to help me remember in a few months, in a few years.
In general she’s a total delight. Sleep is decent and we’re on a regular schedule, and as long as she sleeps well she’s usually in a good mood. If she doesn’t sleep well she looks like this:
She’s HUGE into pointing right now. She points at everything, constantly. Sometimes if I catch her looking at me from across the room I’ll just point at her and she’ll laugh and point back.
No signs of walking yet, but standing on her own for a few seconds at a time.
And we have a first word! Actually this happened almost a month ago. We don’t have a cat, but my parents do and Jane is fascinated by it, and every time we go over there my mom says as soon as we get in the door “want to see the kitty, where’s the kitty?”. Her usual baby talk consists of “Ba ba ba ma ma da da”, but when she sees the cat she distinctly says “itty” or “ditty”.
And now she loves pointing at pictures of kitties too. If you have the book “Goodnight Moon”, you know there’s some pages showing a room with a bunch of different objects, including two little kitties playing on the floor. She loves to turn the pages of the book and will only stop on the pages with the kitties and put her little finger directly on them.
She’s still mostly breastfeeding, but I try to offer her a variety of foods… it’s so easy to get stuck in the rut of cheerios and bananas though, her favorites that also don’t make a huge mess!
One more pic of my sweet little person. Ten months is a good time.



My babies are teenagers but the mention of Goodnight Moon brings back every detail of our long ago night time routine.
Oh my god I love the bad mood picture. Priceless.
First words are awesome, and frequently hilarious. My niece’s first word was “Bamba”, and Israeli snack food that she had never had, but that her older sister loved.
The cranky picture is awesome. Also, I haven’t seen a cranky picture of you, but she looks just like you! It’s great!