Katherine was showing her personality again yesterday. She nurses frequently, and if she’s being fussy and doesn’t seem to want anything then I’ll just put her on the boob. She’ll eat for only a few minutes before having her fill, at which point she pulls back, smacks her lips, looks around, and then screeches. That’s her signal that she’s done, pick her up now (now!).

She doesn’t usually do that in bed while nursing, because usually she just snuggles up close and falls asleep when she’s done. Except last night apparently she wasn’t done, she was just done with that side. So we’re laying there nursing, Den’s getting ready to lay down, and suddenly Kate starts rooting, latching and unlatching. Then she opened her mouth wide and said, “Wa…. RAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” I mean she screeched at the top of her little lungs. Den and I both froze and looked at each other, then bust out laughing. Meanwhile Kate’s still going, “RAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAAA!” while shaking her head back and forth so her mouth ricochets off my nipple back and forth. It was very clearly a scream of rage. I pick her up, roll us over to the other side, and she latches right on and peacefully goes about her business nursing.

Den just sighed and said, “You’re my kid, aren’t you.”

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I do think she’ll become more content when she can affect the world around her without help. She hates laying down for any length of time so she’s not showing any inclination to roll, but she loves to be held in a sitting position so she can look at and play with her toys, or even just look around the room. And she’s happy to sit there for even half an hour sometimes, watching the windows, the lights, whatever. Yesterday Den sat in front of her and made faces and talked to her, which delighted her, she was all smiles and attempted giggles (she still does a little fake cough thing which I am certain is her trying to laugh – it just comes out like a choke cough hiccup thing, lol!).

That favorite toy of hers is still one of her main obsessions and you can see the intense concentration on her face as she tries to figure it out. She managed to (accidentally) get her fingers on one of the rings and gave it a tug, so now she tries very hard to do it again. She’s somewhat successful some of the time.

In the past few days she also noticed that she has feet, I found her staring down at them while I held her in a sitting position. She flexed her little toys and just gazed silently, motionlessly. I could almost see the little “busy processing” cursor above her head, ha.