We have tooth #3! The left front tooth, just as I expected. She's still working on #4, which will hopefully not take another month to come in. It's not sticking out enough yet to be easily visible when she smiles, but soon we'll have no more exclusively gummy smiles.
"Cat" looks like it may be Gaz's first word. I keep saying it to her as often as I can (along with "Mama" and "Daddy") and I have caught her twice mimicking me in a sort of absent minded fashion while she's playing with a toy or twisting around in her doorway jumper. I'm sure Proton will be pleased. He's been a paragon of patience and tolerance with her, despite much fur pulling and tail mangling. I'm still trying to teach her to pet the cat nicely, but you know babies. They don't understand English so well in the beginning.
At the doctor, current Gaz stats are as follows: height is 28" and weight is officially 21 lbs. and 6 oz. She feels a lot heavier, but that may just be the tired arms talking. She's hale and hearty, developing perfectly and all that. She had three shots and by the time we left, she was smiling at all the ladies in the office so much that they were sure that she'd not had any shots at all.
In non-Gaz news, I'm trying to become a milk donor. Our freezer is packed like you wouldn't believe, and there are so many sick babies who need breastmilk. I hope that I meet all the requirements. I'm a bit worried that my asthma medication might exclude me. Also, for anyone who hasn't already heard, we are having to find a new place to live. Our apartment building, which has been home to us for seven lovely years, is being turned into condos. We don't know yet where in Chicago we'll end up, but we're looking forward to being settled again.
Oh, and we just got Skype installed here, so if you'd like to see the Gaz (webcam!) and you'd like to call us for free via the computer, drop me a line and we'll coordinate.
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