Dear Lil A

Say hello to month 7!

Each month seems to zoom by faster than the one before. Every month I get emotional thinking about how far we’ve come and how soon it’s all going by. I’m glad I have these letters to look back on and remember the little and big things we experienced together.

Half of last month was spent in India where you became so much more responsive thanks to the dozens of cousins uncles and aunts you got to meet there. You loved meeting new people and wooed everyone so effortlessly with your charming smiles.

The moment we got back to Riyadh and laid you on the bed here you flipped from tummy to back finally. It was as though you were waiting to reach Saudi Arabia to activate this mode

Now we have to be extra cautious because you are one wriggly baby who turns round and round like a clock’s hand.

You got your own high chair last week and you have been enjoying sitting there with us during meal times. Meal times are mostly messy sensory times where you explore in detail what yogurt feels like and what a silicone cup tastes like when chewed on hundred times.

You are a total water baby and start dancing any time someone turns a tap on. You smile every time we enter the washroom and I can’t get enough of that! You are now trying to sit up and push yourself up on your knees. It’s like watching a baby elephant play. I’m here for it.

There have been multiple complaints against you about infecting many virtual aunties with baby fever. We’re still processing those complaints before deciding whether you’ll be strapped into the baby jail (high chair) or not.

For now your punishment is just listening to mamma sing throughout the day while asking you to clap. I’m sure that’s more than enough torture.

Love,

Mamma