The Woes of Progress...

So, Isa is semi-mobile these days. Meaning she can almost crawl forward, almost stand totally on her own, and almost be content playing on the floor for more than 15 seconds at a time. If you didn't pick up on the wee sarcasm in the last line, I will be more clear... all this change and progress has made for one very frustrated, very fussy babe! Sigh.

In addition to all these new skills, she has also learned the art of the whine. I think it's a fitting accompaniment to all the frustation of semi-mobility. With regard to crawling, she is really moving and shaking, literally. She likes to get up on hands and knees and rock/shake back and forth, like a wind-up car about to take off. Except in reality, she actually moves backwards... away from the thing she is trying so hard to reach. As for the standing, she really enjoys the new perspective of being up on her feet and holding on, but the problem lies in being able to hold on and reach for objects at the same time. And that usually ends with her plopping down and falling backwards. While she doesn't mind the ride itself, she has to start all over again to get back to her feet.

On a wonderfully positive note, Isabel has been sleeping like a dream this week. We're talking 6-8 hour stretches of uninterupted, restful sleep. And since I am sure I just jinxed us, I'll say, well it was fun while it lasted. Smirk.