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Month 6 with Annestyne



Half a year. 6 months to go until 1. Holy crap. In 6 more months I will have a 1 year old, and a 3 year old. Mind blown.

Annestyne's Stats: 

16.8 pounds 
25 inches (give or take). It's hard to measure a wiggly baby haha 

Annestyne's personality continuously grows. And so does her teeth. Boy oh boy have we hit the teething stage, spot on. Teething with Annestyne has been harder on me than it was with Hasting. Some days aren't a bad as others, and vice versa. 

Remedies WE use to help with teething (all are natural):

Camilia 
Teething tablets
Clove bud essential oil
Roman chamomile essential oil
Lavender essential oil
 
Between a combination of all those things we are getting by the hard times with teething. We occasionally use vanilla extract, to help with the numbing of the gums. 

Annestyne is occasionally rolling over. She maneuvers herself around when placed in one spot. You turn your back, then come back and it's "hey, that's not where I left you!". 


Annestyne has also somewhat tried her first "food". I stuffed a strawberry in a mesh teether for her to chew on (and to feel good on her gums). Strawberries, first? What? Yes. I chose strawberries. No one in our family has a history of allergies, so I have no concern. I eat strawberries on the reg, and Annestyne is still 100% exclusively breast fed. 




AT SIX MONTHS ANNESTYNE:

❤️ naps rarely 
❤️ grasps objects occasionally 
❤️ rolls over 
❤️ doesn't like her jumper or bumbo
❤️ has teeth coming in 
❤️ says DADA!! 
❤️ is still exclusively breast feeding
❤️ loves being worn in a carrier 
❤️ enjoys being in water 
❤️ falls asleep on daddy, but not me
❤️ giggles often 
❤️ loves strawberries 
❤️ still sleeps with mommy & daddy
❤️ no longer sleeps swaddled
❤️ tries to talk 
❤️ slobbers crazily
❤️ is growing out of 9mo clothing 












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