Vivi: Twenty-Six Weeks

Vivi is officially six months old! Time has gone by so quickly. It seems like she was just a bundle of cheeks sleeping on my chest. Then I see little babies crawling, waving, pointing, and find it incredible that they're only three or four months older than Vivienne is now. She'll be on the move before we know it!

Her facial rash is much better this week. I've been slathering her with vaseline several times a day. She's quite slippery, but it does the trick.
I'm going to start adding foods back into my diet next week. I'm keeping my fingers crossed because we're going on vacation soon, and I'd like to be able to eat a bit more than I currently am.
On the other hand, we've been battling the poop monster again the past few days. At least this time I'm fairly certain this is not due to something I ate. She's just having a hard time processing solid food. I was feeding her pears all week, but I made the mistake of trying some banana again the other afternoon when she finished her pears and cried for more food. Poor girl. We started back on prunes yesterday, so hopefully that helps.
At six months, I still don't know what color Vivi's hair will be. It's looking very strawberry blonde this week. It glows red in the sunlight. In dimmer light, it looks brown. Eric was fair haired as a baby, so maybe she'll end up with his coloring.

Her eyes are still as blue but are taking on a greenish hue. Madeline was about a year when her eyes finally turned brown, so Vivi might follow in the same fashion.
She can roll over, but she doesn't do it often. There's got to be something she really wants, like the remote or a dirty diaper, for her to make the effort. She's extremely wiggly and grabs everything in sight. The buckles on her carseat are a current favorite of hers. I have a feeling she'll be one of those kids who figures out how to unbuckle herself.
Vivi loves to drink from my water glass. She pulls it right up to her mouth and knows just what to do. I was just eating a peach, and I had to fight her off from it. Girl knows what she wants, and she's strong.

She's not teething yet, but we're close. Her gums are quite swollen, and I can almost see them below the surface. She's not drooling much though. I'm worried about that milestone. Madeline had no trouble teething at all, except for buckets of drool. Something tells me Vivi won't be so chill about the whole thing.
She's sleeping better. She usually nurses once and sleeps the rest of the night. Getting her down to sleep is finally clicking too. She's able and willing to calm herself...at least sometimes.
Vivi is still enamored with Madeline. She's always watching her, looking for her, smiling at her. She laughs at all of Maddie's jokes. She wants to play with Maddie's toys. Nothing makes her happier than gnawing on Olaf's face on the rare occasion that Madeline shares him.
She's intense at times, but Vivi is such a good baby. As long as she's part of the action, she's happy. She'll sit on my lap watching her surroundings for hours.
I love this little nugget who has challenged us in new, unexpected ways over the past six months. And I'm so excited to watch her grow and develop over the next six months. I can't imagine our family without her.