We have been calling Dorothy “the bug” since she was about 2 weeks old. I think it came about one day when she was sleeping on David’s chest, all scrunched up, like she used to do. I said, “There’s a bug on your chest” and it stuck. We say things like, “did the bug do anything exciting?” or “the bug is napping.” At first it bothered my mother, who thought it was derogatory, but I assured her that Dorothy is a nice bug–like a lady bug or a butterfly. Lately though she has done things that really remind me of bugs:
- before falling completely asleep she’ll continue to bang one foot. its a lot like when you kill a spider, and one leg continues to move after its actually dead.
- she’s trying to move around, but mostly she flails around like a beetle on its back.
On the topic of moving around, she’s really thinking about crawling. if she gets up to her hands and knees, she will rock back and forth. Like she’s threatening, “I’m going to do it, I really am.” She can only hold herself up like that for a few seconds. I’m trying to catch it on video, but obviously, its difficult.
Yesterday, was Dorothy’s 8th month birthday. We’ve been documenting these milestones with pictures like this every month. Its been getting more and more difficult each month as she gets more and more interested in the birthday sign.