Harper. 10 months old.

Happy 5/6 of a year baby.

This past month has been so busy for you my little mouse. Within the space of the last week, you have learned to crawl, pull to stand, cruise the furniture and cut two teeth.

Wow.

You are so completely different to your sister, and I find myself constantly amazed at how much you can do with so little effort, where Isla struggled so much.

You eat everything in sight. Last week you climbed on top of your sister for her sandwich. You got it too. There's not a single food we've given you that you haven't liked.

You wore your hair in a ponytail for the first time yesterday, and looked so much like Pebbles from the Flintstones.

You're changing everyday, but lately you look so much like your big sister did at your age...which is so odd because I can't see the resemblance just looking at you two, it's only in photo's.

Love you my sweet little pussy cat.

Teeth.

Welcome to Harper's mouth!

2 new teeth came through yesterday, one little girl who can actually bit through bikkies now.

Hello baby.

Harp has been my model for my course lately. I've been trying to get a good shot of her to use as my portrait assignment, without much luck.

Here are some pics of her anyway, little ratbag she is.

eta I did originally upload more, but am using a shitty monitor atm and the colour correction was shocking!

Harper. 9 months old.

Happy 9 months baby.

You're so much fun these days. We're always smiling - except for bedtime!

You were such a beautiful girl yesterday, you slept all night for Mummy without making a peep from the moment I put you in there, but you woke up when Daddy got up for work this morning. I only wish you knew how much I appreciate it!

You're absolutely adoring bath time now, you used to hate it. It's so funny to watch you bum shuffle from one end of the bath to the other.

Two little toothy-pegs have almost come through, they're sitting just under your gums. You're chewing on EVERYTHING in sight.

Still eating like a maniac, your poor big sister has to sit across the room from you to eat otherwise you pull at her arms/hair/clothes etc until you get her food, all the while squarking at her like a seagull.

You love to play peek-a-boo, you used to hide behind your wraps, but now you just lift your hands over your head and pretend to hide. You're super cute.

Harper. 8 months old.

Terribly slack.

Poor little Harper.

You are now 8 (and a bit) months old, my littlest friend.

I can't remember how life was before you arrived. You fit in perfectly.

Such a happy girl, so utterly deliciously cute.

You say Mumma now. And Bubba. And Dadda. And Isla. You clever chook.

You love to be outside, eating the grass, no less. You love your vegies, actually, you love anything that can be eaten.

You finally have your own room. What a joy. I miss having you at the foot of my bed, but it seems you're too cool to fret about poor old Mum. We lost your cot bolts when we moved, your mattress is on the floor, we tried you in the portacot, but your mattress didn't fit. We were worried about you wriggling and getting stuck.

I found you this morning on the floor. And you laughed.

You can almost crawl, my sweet little love.

Love you more than the stars in the sky, Harry High Pants. xx

Harper. 7 months old.

Hello Baby.

You are still oh so sweet. Every day you smile more, and my heart snuggles you in that little bit closer.

Today we went for 6 month needles (I know, a month late) and I say we, because the Dr insisted I have a Whooping Cough booster too.

All went well, she barely cried.

Weighed and measured, 7.9kgs and 69cms long. Only 700gram gain in 2 months.

Still super cute though.

Babbles a LOT now, says Iyah (for Isla) and Dada - damn it, not mumma. Also says "Ha-ba" which we think is her effort for Harper.

Loves her vegies. Was still on the anti-reflux formula until the Dr today suggested I take her off it and see how she goes.