Peanut

Everyone describes small babies as “peanuts.” I don’t know why, but it’s easily the most-used word to describe Nora since the day she was born. We hear it from everyone: “What a peanut!” And we use it ourselves, too. I just think it’s kind of interesting when you step back and think about it. Where did that originate?

Anyway…

Our peanut continues to be a peanut. She had her six-month well-baby pediatrician’s appointment today, and she weighs in at 13 lbs., 3 oz. (less than 10%); she is 25 inches long (25%); and I don’t know her head measurement exactly, but it was 40%. Despite the differences in the percentiles, she’s pretty well-proportioned. And despite being somewhat teeny, she has been declared perfectly healthy.

We practiced sitting up this weekend. She can do it for a minute or so if we balance her in exactly the right way. :) I was a little worried she might be a bit behind with this, but our pediatrician said it’s more common to have a six-month-old baby who cannot sit up than it is to have one that can. That was enough to put this mama at ease.

And, in our doctor’s words, she’s “not even close” to teething. I guess I am totally imagining things! I guess it’ll be a little while before I get to tell you all about that amber teething necklace she’s wearing in the above picture–I have to know whether it works first, and she needs some teeth for that! Hmph. ;)