The Baby Sitting Club

Oof!

So much has been going on.
...which is why, if you're keeping score, we've been away for oh... eh, i forget how long. But far too long.

But such is the life of a mama-in-training.
Some weeks are busy, some weeks are...who am i kidding, they're always busy ;o)

Let's get to the nitty-gritty though, shall we?

Momentous accomplishment of the month:

Drum roll, please.

Baby F. can now sit up on her own!

Whoooooo! Hurrah! Whoop-whoop!
And much joy was had across the land.

Now, this must not seem like much to those that do not have any children, but it was huuuuuge for us.

This means she can now sit up to have her pap without me having to worry about her going for a dive sideways.

I can put her on her play mat and she can happily wile away the minutes with her blocks or stacking cups without fear of her clonking down and hitting her head...
OK, i still have to worry, because she still falls over occasionally, but i don't have to worry as much ;o)

One more weapon in my arsenal of 'many change positions, so baby doesn't get grumpy'. :o)

More of her hair can come in since she's not always having it rubbed away by laying around.

All in all, a great thing.

Of course, this also means that crawling is not too far off, as well as pulling herself up, which although super exciting, are kind of horrifying, not going to lie.

Our penthouse in the sky, a.k.a. top apartment in a 4-floor, 100+ old building in a sizable Northeast city, is not too bad as far as being baby safe. We have tall bookcases which we long ago attached to the walls so they wouldn't crush us or the cats, we don't have a lot of little tchotchkes laying around as an appetizing morsel for babies, and we don't have any interior staircases to worry about.

But...

We do have cats that shed everywhere and that no matter how often we clean, still seem to reproduce via the process of ginormous-furball-mitosis every few weeks. 
We have a couple of bookshelves that have apparently come away from the damn crappy wall.
We have super hard ceramic floors in the kitchen/living room. 
Oh, and a drum set in our library, which I'm sure will be fascinating for a crawling baby.

All of this will be fixed, dealt with, remedied, but it's still a lot (particularly stopping the kitty-mitosis thing) to deal with which I'm glad i don't have to do...yet.

So yay for big developments.
And now let's give this mama-in-training a little chance to adjust, shall we?