Once bitten, twice shy...except that I've been bitten more than once...and there is no end in sight!
I have a zombie baby.
Ever since those two little chompers made their debut, Baby-Bean is a chewing machine! She chews her fists, toys, blankets...and any other flesh that she can get her hands on! If you hold her hand, she'll eventually pull your fingers into biting range...CHOMP! That's no biggy...it's the other pieces of flesh that she bites that is really starting to get to momma. You know which fleshy bits I'm referring to. Yup. She's discovered the joy that is biting mommy's boobs. Good times.
I was hoping she'd stop after the first couple of reactions (shrill "ouch" and/or "cheese and rice" that emerged from my mouth as soon as the teeth sank in)...but so far she has not been scared off. This morning my shout actually made her cry (which I felt a little guilty about...but seriously...that is some really sensitive skin she's gnawing on!).
Bottom line: Kennedy is a flesh-eater.
While that is necessary for her characterization as a zombie, it is not sufficient. She has also taken to a really gruff grunting sound. Prof-Man has recorded it, and I will try to upload the audio here (or get a video of it)...it is NOT a sound that should come from a baby...or a girl...or anything other than a zombie!? :)
She's.a.zombie.
What else...she is now just over 5 months. Completely neglected to take a 5 month picture (which is stupid, because there was a Canucks game that day, and I had her all dressed up...would have been a cute picture...oh well!). She hasn't really been rolling or anything...I'm trying not to worry...
Okay, gotta run, she's up from her 10 minute nap...more as soon as I get a chance!
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