I was sitting in the rocker with Riley this morning and started to think about the times when I was pregnant sitting in that exact spot waiting for her, and times in the middle of the night trying to get her to go back to sleep. Now, we sit in there and read books and play. Very seldomly does she let me just rock and hold her anymore. She has become a big girl. A very wonderful and at times difficult big girl.
She has been amazing me with the things that she knows lately. She is getting close to walking (wonderful) and exploring (which will be followed by me chasing her around every waking second- difficult). She has started to puzzle things out, like how to climb up onto her rocking chair without falling off. If she takes a piece from something she tries to figure out how to put it back, and if she can't, she hands it to us for us to show her. (wonderful)
She holds her little graham crackers and bites off little pieces - no need to break everything up, (paranoid first-time mom). But how did she learn that? (wonderful!) She has gone from refusing any type of baby food to eating us out of house and home. She ate an entire can of Beefaroni yesterday. (see pictures below)
She is starting to show fear, and sensitivity as well as anxiety when we (well Dustin) leaves. This weekend Dustin went to run a few errands and when he went to say goodbye to her, she cried, reached for him, and pushed away from me. This was awful for all three of us, she didn't want him to leave, he didn't want to leave her and I didn't want her to leave me. (Just the first in a long line, I know. Difficult.)
She knows that the remote works the TV, that NeeNee's voice comes out of the phone, (and occasionally Annie's), and that the mouse works the computer. She comes up to me when I am on the computer and pushes my hand out of the way to take over the mouse, while looking at the screen as she moves it around. She knows that you need to take the cap off of a water bottle before you can drink out of it. Yesterday that is obviously what she wanted, though I kept telling her to shake it. She didn't think that was funny, so she grabbed my hand, put the water bottle in it and pointed at the cap. (wonderful) I am quickly realizing what "setting a good example" means and that we need to start NOW! (Difficult.)
She is happy and wonderful and curious and the cutest sweetest baby ever. I have kissed her gigantic cheeks a million times every day. She has lived with us for over a year now. Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful. She is officially a toddler now, and we are just now getting glimpses of the new set of difficult/wonderful things in store.
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