My right hand has turned into a camera lately as I try to catch Brooklyn's new tricks. She grows and changes at such a rapid rate that if I don't get something the first one or two times she does it, I'll never catch it because she's moved on. This evening after supper she decided that Cheerios would be the perfect dessert. Luckily a few had fallen off her exersaucer for her to enjoy.
She's got a great belly crawl going on and has started to pull herself up, can get over anything she wants and this week began to investigate the Ikea cofee table. I think she'll be crawling through the cubbies in no time.
I am definitely baby-ing Brooklyn more than I did Isabella. I know that it's not doing her any harm, but it may bite me in the butt. Once I found out that I was expecting Baby #3 I wanted to slow down how quickly Brooklyn is growing. It feels to me like she's going to become a big sister too soon, she's not going to get the time to be the baby that she should. I've still been feeding her everything instead of letting her try to use a spoon, little things like that. It's good now but I think I need her to be walking, (or at least crawling up the stairs), by the time the next wee one arrives. I'm not sure I can carry them all up the stairs to bed. It's definitely unexpected all the things this pregnancy has brought up for me.
Every time I take pictures of Brooklyn, Isabella wants in on the action. Often she stops and gives me a huge fake smile but today she was treating Teddy like her child. Whenever I got a picture of Brooklyn doing something new she would say "Look at Teddy's doing!" and ask me to snap a picture. She's such a ham.