Last week, we did a lot of celebrating. Lots of singing, lots of cake eating, lots of friends and family showering love down on this little person. It has been hard to sit down and write about Lily turning one. It's a real transitional time for her, and for us as a family. I still call her "baby girl", but she's more of a toddler now (my weekly Babycenter emails tell me so). She walks, she babbles, she has an attitude, she willingly hugs Sean and I. She is feeding herself and no longer drinking from bottles. She formed an attachment to a stuffed animal and is falling asleep clinging to it rather than falling asleep in my arms at the tail end of a bottle.
Lily, you are so much fun. You make each day brighter. I love being your mama and am so excited for a new year of adventures, trying new foods, going on our first vacation, and watching you blossom even more. I love your spunky, firecracker personality. I love that you reach up for us to pick you up now, and hug our legs, and cling to our necks when we're holding you. I love that when I pat your back at night, rocking you to sleep, I sometimes feel the soft pat you your hand to my back.
You now have 4 teeth, and you rounded out your first year with two single ear infections, one double ear infection, one ER visit, a quite a few colds. Your hair is coming in thicker and thicker, and it's a beautiful blondish auburn to compliment your blueberry eyes and pale skin. The back of your head is growing in curly, like a little duck butt.
You are testing your own limits, as well as ours. You are looking for our reaction, whether we react at all, or laugh. You love making us laugh and will do silly things if we keep laughing. You are also starting to mimic motions, facial expressions, and sounds, so we need to start making sure we're on our best behavior!
It's been a heck of a year - a real adventure. We've learned a lot,
about ourselves, each other, and who this little girl is becoming, day
by day. There have been numerous challenges, joys, and a lot of laughter
and tears. I wouldn't trade our family for anything. I've felt more
love in my life squeezed into this past year than ever before. It's
awesome. Cliche, but awesome.
And anyways, I like cliches.
September 25, 2013
August 22, 2013
Nicknames: Lil, Pumpkin, Peanut, Lala
This summer has been bittersweet. You're getting so big. You're getting more sassy. You're becoming a toddler. You're almost a year old.
I have been soaking up all the snuggles I can get when you want them, because you've been more and more pushing away, wanting to be on the floor playing, cruising around the apartment, exploring everything. I know I "shouldn't", but I still love rocking you and singing you to sleep. Let's face it, we don't get as much time together anymore. I need those quiet moments to close out the day. They give me peace.
You are not walking independently yet, but we keep saying "any day now". You are growing more and more sturdy, and will even walk holding just one of our hands, or one finger. But you won't let go yet. I'm so ok with that. Whenever you're ready, you'll let go, and then there'll be no stopping you!
When you're mad, you scrunch your mouth and nose up into this quasi-duck face and nasally say "noo noo noo". It reminds me of the Snorks. I know that reference will be totally lost on you.
You're eating more solids and less formula. We'll switch to milk soon, but in the past week along you've really started rejecting anything pureed or on a spoon. You just want to feed yourself.You've been eating a lot of blueberries, peas, turkey lunchmeat, Cheerios, pancakes, corn and mixed veggies, salmon, ground turkey, pasta sauce, sausage, bananas, banana bread, yogurt, carrots, strawberries, and black beans. You are not a fan of broccoli, green beans, or hot dogs. You will gladly take a bite of our ice cream or popsicles, but those a treat.
Your 10th month was crazy - we traveled almost every weekend. It exhausted all of us. We're finally getting you back on a sleep schedule and we're all better off because of it. We also pushed your bedtime an hour earlier and you seem much more eager to go to sleep. I feel terrible that you were probably overtired the past couple months, which made bedtime so hard. We're constantly learning and adjusting.
You are a crazy little firecracker. Your tongue hangs out of your mouth while you explore and play and laugh. You still love to blow raspberries. You shriek and giggle and love playing peekaboo. You laugh while you practice walking. You're so excited to get wherever you're going.
Seriously, though. The tongue is always sticking out.
You can clap now. Cutest. Thing. Ever. I love the sound of your little hands patting together. Another adorable thing? You blow kisses.
You and your Da watched Sleeping Beauty this week, and apparently your favorite character was Maleficent. You clapped when she turned into a demonic dragon. Yikes?
You attended your first convention! We went to Boston Comicon and you wore your Wonder Woman onesie and charmed the socks off everyone we passed by. Your Da was so proud to show you off and share a slice of the crazy world of being a geek family.
You went to your first wedding! Uncle Jim and Auntie Jen got married, and it was a beautiful day on the harbor. Everyone wanted to hold you and love you and take pictures of you. It was rough trying to get you to sleep, and Mimi and Papa came and rescued you so Da and I could dance and socialize.
You make a lot of different babbling noises. I wish I could understand what you're saying. I have a feeling you'll be a chatty one. I mean, you pretty much already are.
First official word: "dada". You know your Dada and you know how to get his attention now. I think you may have said "mama" this week, but it might have been random coincidence. You also sort of say "ah duh" for "all done".
Other shenanigans you like to play...trying to stand in the bathtub...throwing anything hard and plastic on the wood floor with purpose...banging on the balcony door and yelling at the squirrels...riding on me or your Da's shoulders and you lean over to peek at us..."sorting" anything that you can put in or pull out of a bag...giggling whenever we leave the apartment to go anywhere...you're a silly monster.
DANCING! You love to bounce and dance to music. I can't even stand it.
Baby Girl, I hope you know how much we love you. This year has been amazing, and we can't wait to celebrate your first birthday in a couple short weeks!
July 16, 2013
You are 10 months old now. I see the baby disappearing daily, and the toddler emerging. It's exciting and sad and scary and fun...all these emotions I've explored and experienced over the past 10 months of watching you grow, they become stronger and more raw.
You continue to draw people in everywhere we go. People stop in restaurants and parking lots and the grocery store and stare at you and smile and coo. You seem to bring a little slice of joy to these strangers' days. Your smile is infectious. Your eyes are enchanting.
You are growing a bit wary of strangers. You definitely have your shy moments where you snuggle into me or your daddy. Sometimes it's out of shyness, and sometimes it seems like a coy little game, because you smiles and look away, but then turn back and flash a huge grin. I love how friendly you are, but I also love that I feel like I am helping you feel safe and protected and a source of comfort in my arms.
You had your first dip in Grandma and Papa T's pool last week! You splashed your arms and kicked your legs and really loved being in the water.
I started planning your first birthday, which seems crazy, but it's sneaking up on us! Only one more of these monthly updates and then the next will be 1 year! I know I always say it, but time seems to be going so fast. I am so proud of the tiny, curious, funny little girl you are.