To catch up a bit, Reagan now has five teeth! FIVE! Needless to say, she hasn't slept well lately, and you can correctly assume I have not slept well either. According to what I've read, cutting teeth is more painful at night and babies want to nurse more often in an attempt to alleviate the pain. She doesn't just wake up in the middle of the night like she used to with her little kicks and whining. She wakes up screaming. Every 30 minutes to an hour. All night long. It's awesome.

On Saturday we went to my mom's for a jewelry party. For weeks Reagan has worked on her crawling technique. She gets up on all fours, then down on her belly. She gets up and pushes back with her arms and goes down to her belly. It seemed like it was going to happen any day. So after church yesterday, she came to a decision. Hands and knees just aren't her bag. She was prone on the living room floor and army crawled to the television remote a foot or more away.

She looks like she's trying to avoid live fire. She pulls herself along with her hands and arms while pushing with her feet and knees. I've heard of babies doing this, but I never thought my baby would be an army crawler. Her daddy wasn't home yesterday, so he got his first glimpse of the baby in motion this morning. It just seems like such a waste of energy. She looks like she's trying so hard and getting up on hands and knees is much more efficient. Oh well, who am I to tell her how to crawl?

So now we enter phase two - the mobile baby. I was hoping she would wait another month or so. Mobility is great, but it's highly overrated. What could be better than a perfect little angel baby sitting in the same spot you left her 5 minutes before? I would never quash her development as she gains independence, confidence and new abilities. It's hard on a mom who knows our time together is limited and sees every achievement with boastful pride and a glimmer of sadness.