Uh... uh... almost!

Angela really isnt trying to roll over, she's more of a squirmer and likes to toss her legs in the air and move around. John is trying to encourage her to crawl (a tad bit on the early side but it's more for fun), she lies on her belly and watches him crawl around her and occasionally she'll shimmy her little legs like she's trying.

The growth spurt seems to be over. She's back to being a one-sided feeder, and my personal favorite - a fan of pulling off frequently while she eats which results in the following.

Not to mention how much gets on me or the sofa. Breastfeeding is really the bomb though, I always nurse Angela if she's fussy and right before bed and she falls asleep every time, I can't imagine having to wake up in the night and make a bottle. It's actually pretty funny because John's alarm can go off, he can get up and get ready for work and it doesn't wake me up, but if I hear Angela sucking on her fingers it wakes me up - I guess those mother's ears have kicked in for sure. I feel sad for all those babies that are fed formula and deal with upset stomachs and constipation and can't nurse to comfort themselves.

Angela has a dr's appt next Tuesday and I'm excited to see how much she's grown. Some of these 6 month outfits are starting to get snug and after the multitude of gifts she's received I have a vast selection of 9 month clothes. It is kind of sad though when people buy her a bunch of clothes (especially if they're just 'ok') because I feel obligated to use them and buy less clothes for her that I really want to see her in. I exchanged a couple outfits this past weekend (for the first time someone actually bought her something she already had in the same size) and I got diddilly squat from Macys for them. I really do hope that I have another girl down the line so I can reuse all these clothes, some of them that she never wore or maybe got a chance to wear once or twice.