Miss Mia had her 12 month check up yesterday. She weighs 21 lbs, 12 oz, putting her in the 50% for weight. She is now 30 inches long, putting her in the 75% for height. Since she’s become so active, her weight has really leveled off. She eats like a horse, so she must burn calories like crazy! The doctor tested her blood and said her iron is pretty low. She gave me a list of iron-rich foods so I can monitor that better. We initially discussed taking Mia off formula and moving entirely to whole milk, but after hearing of the iron deficiency, I’ll continue giving her formula for her morning and evening bottles, doing just milk during the day.
Mia also had fluid on her ear. Since she has tubes, it’s not an infection, just drainage. Her white blood count was a little elevated, fighting that, so we got some ear drops to help dry it up. History has shown her ear troubles often come with teeth, and I think I’ve spotted fang number two poking through, so that makes sense.
Otherwise, Mia is doing great, hitting those “Oh-So-Important” milestones. She got her vaccinations and did not like those at all, but recovered pretty quickly.
In other huge news, when I picked Mia up from daycare her teachers gave me paperwork indicating she’ll start transitioning to a new room on March 9. It will be complete on the 19th. I have to admit, I got teary-eyed. It’s a shock that she’s growing up so quickly and is ready to move up, but it’s also sad that she will no longer be with Ms. Norma, Ms. Donna and Ms. Erica. Mia loves them and so do we. Ms. Donna and Ms. Norma completely reassured me that this is the room they would have chosen for her, had they been allowed to do so, and that they think she will really be happy there. My co-worker’s son is currently in her new room and she said it’s the best room as well. Mia’s teachers said she’s just bored in their room now, ready to explore more and learn new things.
Mia will be in her next room approximately a year. Some things will be different there. She will need to wear closed-toe and closed-heel shoes every day, as she will play outside daily. She will have to arrive by 8:15 or she will miss breakfast. She will do art every day, sitting in little chairs at little tables. She will no longer sleep in a crib, but in a short cot. There will be a lot of changes for her, so we’ll try to start a few things now to ease her transition. I put shoes on her today, and I’m considering going to a consignment store to find a little table and chairs (something I’ve wanted for her anyway). Next week she’ll start napping on a cot in her current room too. The biggest change will be adjusting to new people, so I’m glad they will ease her into it. Hopefully things will go smoothly for all of us, but especially for my big baby girl.
In other "big news" Mia was pivoting last night while she walked. We were in her playroom and I was sitting against the wall. She had a toy in the middle of the room that she would walk to, pivot on one foot to turn back around, and walk back to me. She usually fell at some point in the process, but she'd get right back up and do it again. She's so persistent and very patient with herself. I'm so proud of her!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Birthday and weekend recap
On Mia’s birthday, I actually went in and woke her up. She decided to sleep in for her big day, but Daddy and I wanted to cuddle with her before getting ready for work. So we did. We all lay in bed together and Daddy and I told her what we were thinking this time last year. I sang her Happy Birthday and she wore her birthday outfit (yes, the tutu and leg warmers!) to daycare. Daddy took cookies in for her and her baby friends. Mommy had a busy day at work, but Daddy got Freddy to cover the store so he could pick Mia up early. That evening, we met Mamaw, Papaw, Matt and Kenny at Incredible Dave’s. Mia was mesmerized by all the games, toys, lights and sounds. She had a great time but was ready for bed by the time we left. At home I held her for a really long time. I thought back over this past year and all she's accomplished. I also thought about how our lives have changed because of her and how I do not even want to imagine my life without her. We just lay there looking into each other's eyes and when my tears dripped onto her, she patted my cheek.
On Friday we had another busy day. I used gift cards from Mia’s birthday to get a new car seat. This one faces forward and will hold her up to 65 pounds. I have been dreaming of the day when I can ditch the carrier. I’ve had trouble carrying her in that since she was about 6 months old – especially in heels!
On Saturday Mia and I went to visit Paul, Missy, Jake and Cara. Cara and Mia had their pictures taken together. Once again, Mia decided to save her smiles for after the photo shoot. She didn’t want to use up her daily quota for someone like a photographer! Mia actually did a little better in her tutu than in her regular outfit. I think she was starting to warm up to what was going on. But Cara was not having it! She had been all smiles until she put on the tutu, then she was over it! They put her next to Mia to get a shot of them together. Mia saw Cara crying and started to cry too. So we ended up with a shot of them crying together in their tutus!
After all the fun at the photo studio, we went to lunch, then shopped for a bit. We went back to Missy’s and let the girls play together in their newly remodeled basement. Mia decided to impress us with her walking skills. The girls loved pushing around the walker toys and banging blocks together and trying to break out of the area we had blocked off for them. Mia just loves her showboat cousin Cara, and is all smiles around her!
We came home yesterday and went to the store to see Daddy. Papaw, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Kelly, Danny, Logan and Beau were all there. After Mike closed the store we got some Cajun food. Mia tried my red beans and rice and loved it! She will eat almost anything these days, although we try to keep fried, buttery and spicy foods to a minimum. For dinner she had broccoli sprinkled with shredded cheese and loved the healthier fare just as much. She’s also doing well with her milk. I’m doing most of her bottles/cups with half formula and half whole milk. So far, so good!
Today is Mia’s 12 month check-up. She will get shots, which I’m sure will be a battle now that she’s gotten so squirmy. But I’m interested to see her height and weight. Since she’s been sick and also now that she’s so mobile, I feel like she’s not growing as quickly. We’ll see!
On Friday we had another busy day. I used gift cards from Mia’s birthday to get a new car seat. This one faces forward and will hold her up to 65 pounds. I have been dreaming of the day when I can ditch the carrier. I’ve had trouble carrying her in that since she was about 6 months old – especially in heels!
On Saturday Mia and I went to visit Paul, Missy, Jake and Cara. Cara and Mia had their pictures taken together. Once again, Mia decided to save her smiles for after the photo shoot. She didn’t want to use up her daily quota for someone like a photographer! Mia actually did a little better in her tutu than in her regular outfit. I think she was starting to warm up to what was going on. But Cara was not having it! She had been all smiles until she put on the tutu, then she was over it! They put her next to Mia to get a shot of them together. Mia saw Cara crying and started to cry too. So we ended up with a shot of them crying together in their tutus!
After all the fun at the photo studio, we went to lunch, then shopped for a bit. We went back to Missy’s and let the girls play together in their newly remodeled basement. Mia decided to impress us with her walking skills. The girls loved pushing around the walker toys and banging blocks together and trying to break out of the area we had blocked off for them. Mia just loves her showboat cousin Cara, and is all smiles around her!
We came home yesterday and went to the store to see Daddy. Papaw, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Kelly, Danny, Logan and Beau were all there. After Mike closed the store we got some Cajun food. Mia tried my red beans and rice and loved it! She will eat almost anything these days, although we try to keep fried, buttery and spicy foods to a minimum. For dinner she had broccoli sprinkled with shredded cheese and loved the healthier fare just as much. She’s also doing well with her milk. I’m doing most of her bottles/cups with half formula and half whole milk. So far, so good!
Today is Mia’s 12 month check-up. She will get shots, which I’m sure will be a battle now that she’s gotten so squirmy. But I’m interested to see her height and weight. Since she’s been sick and also now that she’s so mobile, I feel like she’s not growing as quickly. We’ll see!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Mia and I are in Cincy today visiting Aunt Miss, Uncle Paul and Cara. The girls got their pictures taken this morning (Once again Mia didn't feel like smiling. She must be waiting for the Easter Bunny this time). She has been treating us to her walking though. We recorded this video just a few minutes ago.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Mommy's birthday gift to Mia
One year ago today, God blessed me with the most amazing gift I could have ever imagined - my little Mia. My life has been forever changed and I'm so grateful for every moment I get to spend with her.
For her first birthday, my gift to Mia is to pass down a family tradition. Each year on our birthday, Mom shares with us the story of our birth. A few years ago she wrote it down so we will have it always. Today I will share Mia's birth story with her, writing it down so she can see how loved she was, even before she was born. I look forward to telling this story to her every year on this very special day.
Daddy and I woke up on Tuesday, February 19, 2008 very excited. We were going to meet our “Bean”. We called you Bean because on your first ultrasound you were so tiny you looked like a little bean. During my pregnancy we never found out whether you were a boy or a girl. Although we had picked the name Ethan Michael for a boy and Mia Marie for a girl, we continued calling you Bean up to the day you were born.
As we got ready to go to the hospital, Daddy and I kept smiling and laughing. While I was in the shower I kept singing a song I made up. It goes to the tune of The Wizard of Oz: “I’m off to meet my Mia, my beautiful Mia Marie. I hear she is a whiz of a kid, if ever a kid there was…” I kept trying to think of a song for Ethan (if you had been a boy), but I couldn’t come up with one. I wondered if that was a sign.
You were born on a beautiful sunny day. Daddy and I didn’t talk much as we drove to the hospital. When we did, it was to say how different our lives would be the next time we went home, the next time we drove in a car, etc. We were very excited.
We arrived at the hospital just before 9:00 a.m. and Granny Judy was already there. She couldn’t wait to meet you! We signed in and took pictures of each step in the process. Daddy and I went back to a pre-surgery room and I got into a gown. Since you sat head up in my belly, you had to be born by c-section. The good thing about scheduling your birth was that all your family and friends were able to be there. While I was getting prepared for your birth, people began arriving to meet you: Mamaw and Papaw Robbins, Nana and Papa Wilson, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Kelly, Uncle Chris and Aunt Jenny, Margo, Matt and Lisa. Some of them came back to see me, and everyone was bubbling with excitement!
Although I was having a c-section, I had been having mild contractions off and on throughout my last few months of pregnancy. They continued while I was being prepped for surgery, and it was interesting to see them on the monitor. Even though I was having contractions, I could not stop smiling. I was so happy to meet you and hold you in my arms. Uncle Charlie said I was glowing.
Soon Daddy was asked to put on a jumpsuit, hat and mask so he could go into the operating room with me. Your grandparents came back to kiss us and tell us they love us. I walked to the operating room and our “entourage” was out in the hallway, waving and wishing us well. I went into the operating room and Daddy waited outside.
I climbed onto the operating table and they gave me a shot in my back to numb my belly and legs. I was very nervous about the shot because it’s in the spine. I had developed a cough that morning and I was afraid I would cough as they were giving me the shot. I did cough a few times as they were about to begin but was able to stop it for the shot. They laid me back and put up a drape so I couldn’t see my belly.
They did some tests to make sure my belly was numb. It was numb on one side but not on the other, so they gave me more medicine. They also tilted the table so the medicine went to the other side. I started getting nauseous so they gave me medicine for the nausea. The nausea did not go away, but it was time to meet you. They brought Daddy in and Dr. Paul started the surgery.
In just a few short minutes Dr. Paul asked Daddy if he wanted to see you. Daddy stood up as she was pulling you out of my belly. Your head was still caught inside me and she had to tug a few times to get you out. She asked Daddy if he could see what you were. He couldn’t see so I was going crazy with anticipation. Then she asked him what he didn’t see. He asked, “It’s a girl?” When she said “It’s a girl”, I started sobbing uncontrollably. I was so incredibly happy to have a baby girl!! I just laid there, listening to you cry, while I cried tears of joy with you.
After what seemed like ages, they brought you to me. You were blurry through my tears, but I saw that you had dark, curly hair and your complexion looked like Daddy’s. My first thought was “she doesn’t look anything like me!” For some reason, I always thought my daughter would look like me and my son would look like Daddy. But you were beautiful. I kissed you and touched your head. Then Daddy went with you as they cleaned you and got your weight and length.
I kept getting sick as they finished up the surgery, but all I thought about was wanting to see you again. It seemed like hours before Daddy brought you back over. I couldn’t stop looking at you and soaking you in. I wanted to hold you so badly.
We went to the recovery room together, then Daddy left to tell everyone that you were here. We were alone for the first time. I wanted to cuddle you and whisper to you how much I loved you. I had dreamt of our first moments together from the time I learned I was pregnant with you, but things weren’t going quite as I’d dreamt. I was still sick and extremely groggy from the drugs. I was supposed to be attempting to nurse you, but I was having trouble lifting you as my arms were still numb from the anesthesia. I was so afraid of dropping you. The nurses left us alone to bond, but I really could have used some help.
Out in the waiting room, Daddy told everyone you were a girl. There were lots of tears and laughter. Daddy showed everyone pictures of you. Mamaw Carol tried to come back to the recovery area to see you, but the area was restricted so they made her leave. Shortly after that Daddy came back and he helped me position you so you could breastfeed. It was a wonderful moment for us, our first time alone together as a family.
Soon they took you to the nursery and they took me to a room. Granny Judy, Nana and Papa Wilson, and Margo came to the room with me. My room was very noisy (they were doing construction upstairs) so I was moved to another floor. Everyone else went to the nursery with you. Daddy went into the nursery and was there when they gave you your first bath. Everyone else got to watch through the window.
A little while later you were brought to our room and I got to really check you out. I couldn’t believe how beautiful you were. You snuggled up to me immediately, as though you already knew who I was. You found a special spot nestled on my chest and I just held you there. I couldn’t get you close enough to me, and wrapped myself around you. Daddy kissed and snuggled you a lot too, and even changed your first dirty diaper.
We had many, many visitors that day and throughout our time in the hospital. So many people were eager to meet you. Kentucky had a basketball game the night you were born. Daddy got you a pink UK hat that you wore for the game. They won, and we attributed that to your birth day. There was a snow storm while we were in the hospital, but friends and family still came to see you.
Daddy stayed with us the entire time we were in the hospital, only leaving briefly when necessary. Since I had a c-section, I couldn’t walk for 24 hours after the surgery. After that, I was still very sore and needed help. Daddy took great care of both of us the entire time. I did not produce enough milk to feed you without supplementation, so Daddy helped feed you bottles. I was trying to nurse you, then pump, then sleep every two hours. I was very tired and Daddy was extremely supportive and encouraging.
Since I wasn’t producing enough milk, you lost some weight before we left the hospital. Your weight dropped from 7 pounds, 2 ounces at birth to 6 pounds, 5 ounces. That’s why we had to supplement with formula. You were also jaundiced, so you had to spend some time in the NICU. Those four days were roller coasters of emotions for us. We were so happy to see you, so overwhelmed with love for you, so worried about your weight loss and jaundice, so exhausted from the sudden lack of sleep (and surgery, for me). But we made it through and were able to take you home on Saturday.
Daddy was very nervous driving you home. He suddenly noticed all the other “crazy” drivers on the road. We finally got you home and introduced you to Reese and Grace. We gave you a tour of your new home and settled into our new life as a family.
I had read a book while I was pregnant about getting you into a routine as soon as possible, so we started that immediately. You would eat, then we’d talk to you and try to keep you up for a bit, then you would sleep. We put you in your crib for naps and bedtime starting that first day.
Later that night, Daddy and I held you and watched you in awe. We didn’t speak much, we just looked at you and marveled at every curve of your face, at your tiny fingers and toes, at your squeaky little voice, at your instinct to nestle up to us. I felt completely overwhelmed with emotion and started to cry. I looked at Daddy and asked, “Did you ever think you could love anyone this much?” He whispered, “No”, and when I looked at him, he was crying too.
For her first birthday, my gift to Mia is to pass down a family tradition. Each year on our birthday, Mom shares with us the story of our birth. A few years ago she wrote it down so we will have it always. Today I will share Mia's birth story with her, writing it down so she can see how loved she was, even before she was born. I look forward to telling this story to her every year on this very special day.
Daddy and I woke up on Tuesday, February 19, 2008 very excited. We were going to meet our “Bean”. We called you Bean because on your first ultrasound you were so tiny you looked like a little bean. During my pregnancy we never found out whether you were a boy or a girl. Although we had picked the name Ethan Michael for a boy and Mia Marie for a girl, we continued calling you Bean up to the day you were born.
As we got ready to go to the hospital, Daddy and I kept smiling and laughing. While I was in the shower I kept singing a song I made up. It goes to the tune of The Wizard of Oz: “I’m off to meet my Mia, my beautiful Mia Marie. I hear she is a whiz of a kid, if ever a kid there was…” I kept trying to think of a song for Ethan (if you had been a boy), but I couldn’t come up with one. I wondered if that was a sign.
You were born on a beautiful sunny day. Daddy and I didn’t talk much as we drove to the hospital. When we did, it was to say how different our lives would be the next time we went home, the next time we drove in a car, etc. We were very excited.
We arrived at the hospital just before 9:00 a.m. and Granny Judy was already there. She couldn’t wait to meet you! We signed in and took pictures of each step in the process. Daddy and I went back to a pre-surgery room and I got into a gown. Since you sat head up in my belly, you had to be born by c-section. The good thing about scheduling your birth was that all your family and friends were able to be there. While I was getting prepared for your birth, people began arriving to meet you: Mamaw and Papaw Robbins, Nana and Papa Wilson, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Kelly, Uncle Chris and Aunt Jenny, Margo, Matt and Lisa. Some of them came back to see me, and everyone was bubbling with excitement!
Although I was having a c-section, I had been having mild contractions off and on throughout my last few months of pregnancy. They continued while I was being prepped for surgery, and it was interesting to see them on the monitor. Even though I was having contractions, I could not stop smiling. I was so happy to meet you and hold you in my arms. Uncle Charlie said I was glowing.
Soon Daddy was asked to put on a jumpsuit, hat and mask so he could go into the operating room with me. Your grandparents came back to kiss us and tell us they love us. I walked to the operating room and our “entourage” was out in the hallway, waving and wishing us well. I went into the operating room and Daddy waited outside.
I climbed onto the operating table and they gave me a shot in my back to numb my belly and legs. I was very nervous about the shot because it’s in the spine. I had developed a cough that morning and I was afraid I would cough as they were giving me the shot. I did cough a few times as they were about to begin but was able to stop it for the shot. They laid me back and put up a drape so I couldn’t see my belly.
They did some tests to make sure my belly was numb. It was numb on one side but not on the other, so they gave me more medicine. They also tilted the table so the medicine went to the other side. I started getting nauseous so they gave me medicine for the nausea. The nausea did not go away, but it was time to meet you. They brought Daddy in and Dr. Paul started the surgery.
In just a few short minutes Dr. Paul asked Daddy if he wanted to see you. Daddy stood up as she was pulling you out of my belly. Your head was still caught inside me and she had to tug a few times to get you out. She asked Daddy if he could see what you were. He couldn’t see so I was going crazy with anticipation. Then she asked him what he didn’t see. He asked, “It’s a girl?” When she said “It’s a girl”, I started sobbing uncontrollably. I was so incredibly happy to have a baby girl!! I just laid there, listening to you cry, while I cried tears of joy with you.
After what seemed like ages, they brought you to me. You were blurry through my tears, but I saw that you had dark, curly hair and your complexion looked like Daddy’s. My first thought was “she doesn’t look anything like me!” For some reason, I always thought my daughter would look like me and my son would look like Daddy. But you were beautiful. I kissed you and touched your head. Then Daddy went with you as they cleaned you and got your weight and length.
I kept getting sick as they finished up the surgery, but all I thought about was wanting to see you again. It seemed like hours before Daddy brought you back over. I couldn’t stop looking at you and soaking you in. I wanted to hold you so badly.
We went to the recovery room together, then Daddy left to tell everyone that you were here. We were alone for the first time. I wanted to cuddle you and whisper to you how much I loved you. I had dreamt of our first moments together from the time I learned I was pregnant with you, but things weren’t going quite as I’d dreamt. I was still sick and extremely groggy from the drugs. I was supposed to be attempting to nurse you, but I was having trouble lifting you as my arms were still numb from the anesthesia. I was so afraid of dropping you. The nurses left us alone to bond, but I really could have used some help.
Out in the waiting room, Daddy told everyone you were a girl. There were lots of tears and laughter. Daddy showed everyone pictures of you. Mamaw Carol tried to come back to the recovery area to see you, but the area was restricted so they made her leave. Shortly after that Daddy came back and he helped me position you so you could breastfeed. It was a wonderful moment for us, our first time alone together as a family.
Soon they took you to the nursery and they took me to a room. Granny Judy, Nana and Papa Wilson, and Margo came to the room with me. My room was very noisy (they were doing construction upstairs) so I was moved to another floor. Everyone else went to the nursery with you. Daddy went into the nursery and was there when they gave you your first bath. Everyone else got to watch through the window.
A little while later you were brought to our room and I got to really check you out. I couldn’t believe how beautiful you were. You snuggled up to me immediately, as though you already knew who I was. You found a special spot nestled on my chest and I just held you there. I couldn’t get you close enough to me, and wrapped myself around you. Daddy kissed and snuggled you a lot too, and even changed your first dirty diaper.
We had many, many visitors that day and throughout our time in the hospital. So many people were eager to meet you. Kentucky had a basketball game the night you were born. Daddy got you a pink UK hat that you wore for the game. They won, and we attributed that to your birth day. There was a snow storm while we were in the hospital, but friends and family still came to see you.
Daddy stayed with us the entire time we were in the hospital, only leaving briefly when necessary. Since I had a c-section, I couldn’t walk for 24 hours after the surgery. After that, I was still very sore and needed help. Daddy took great care of both of us the entire time. I did not produce enough milk to feed you without supplementation, so Daddy helped feed you bottles. I was trying to nurse you, then pump, then sleep every two hours. I was very tired and Daddy was extremely supportive and encouraging.
Since I wasn’t producing enough milk, you lost some weight before we left the hospital. Your weight dropped from 7 pounds, 2 ounces at birth to 6 pounds, 5 ounces. That’s why we had to supplement with formula. You were also jaundiced, so you had to spend some time in the NICU. Those four days were roller coasters of emotions for us. We were so happy to see you, so overwhelmed with love for you, so worried about your weight loss and jaundice, so exhausted from the sudden lack of sleep (and surgery, for me). But we made it through and were able to take you home on Saturday.
Daddy was very nervous driving you home. He suddenly noticed all the other “crazy” drivers on the road. We finally got you home and introduced you to Reese and Grace. We gave you a tour of your new home and settled into our new life as a family.
I had read a book while I was pregnant about getting you into a routine as soon as possible, so we started that immediately. You would eat, then we’d talk to you and try to keep you up for a bit, then you would sleep. We put you in your crib for naps and bedtime starting that first day.
Later that night, Daddy and I held you and watched you in awe. We didn’t speak much, we just looked at you and marveled at every curve of your face, at your tiny fingers and toes, at your squeaky little voice, at your instinct to nestle up to us. I felt completely overwhelmed with emotion and started to cry. I looked at Daddy and asked, “Did you ever think you could love anyone this much?” He whispered, “No”, and when I looked at him, he was crying too.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Valentine Birthday Bash
Mia and Cara had a wonderful Valentine's Day. We had a full house as about 70 of our family and friends joined us in wishing them a Happy First Birthday. The girls were adorable, Mia decked out in her tutu and leg warmers, and Cara in her hot pink turtleneck and shoes, and her zebra print dress. They were in great spirits too, playing with all their baby friends that came to visit. Mia impressed everyone by taking 4 and 5 steps at a time, and Cara stole the cake show by sticking her face in her cake and laughing her little head off. The girls were spoiled by gifts, and Nana and Papa surprised the girls with their first pair of diamond earrings, especially sentimental because the diamonds came from Great Grandma Ruby's "love ring" from Great Grandpa Al. That gift brought both Missy and me to tears.
Thanks to all our family and friends who made it such a fun and memorable day. A special thanks to the girls' grandparents for contributing time, food and decorations for the event. We love you all so much and appreciate every single thing you do for us.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
12 Month Update
Our internet has been down at home and with Insight struggling to get regular cable back up after the ice storm, we are a low priority! Anyway, Mia got to spend lots of time with Nana and Papa Wilson during all that mess, since daycare was closed for the rest of the week. Cousins Sam and Emie were there too, and she loved that! Emie makes her laugh a lot.
Mia has moved to her “girlie” room. Granny and Grampy got her new bedding for her birthday and she’s surrounded by pink! Her walls are chocolate but the bedding and accessories are pinks, blues and oranges. I’ll take a picture when I can. Her former bedroom has been turned into a playroom. I have never seen Mia as happy and excited as she gets while playing in that room! She loves it! It’s baby proof so she has the run of the place. All her push toys, books and games are in there so she goes to town. We put up the baby gate so the dogs can’t get in there and it allows us room to roll around and play with her. We can also take showers or do other chores while she’s in there without worrying about what she’s getting into.
Some of Mia’s new tricks:
Mia has moved to her “girlie” room. Granny and Grampy got her new bedding for her birthday and she’s surrounded by pink! Her walls are chocolate but the bedding and accessories are pinks, blues and oranges. I’ll take a picture when I can. Her former bedroom has been turned into a playroom. I have never seen Mia as happy and excited as she gets while playing in that room! She loves it! It’s baby proof so she has the run of the place. All her push toys, books and games are in there so she goes to town. We put up the baby gate so the dogs can’t get in there and it allows us room to roll around and play with her. We can also take showers or do other chores while she’s in there without worrying about what she’s getting into.
Some of Mia’s new tricks:
- She loves to open and close doors. Luckily none of ours are heavy so they don’t shut on her hands.
- She loves to hide behind things (chairs, doors, blankets). I’ll say, “Where’s Mia?” and she’ll “pop” out, laughing her little head off every time.
- She’s standing for a few seconds at a time and will take one or two steps before dropping to her knees. She walks the house holding onto things, but isn’t as interested in walking on her own yet.
- She’s figured out how to turn around her push toys once she walks them into something.
The other day I pulled out Mia’s shape sorter box. She loves to dump out all the colored shape blocks and has had no interest in trying to figure out where to put the triangle, the star, etc. She’d rather carry them around or bang them together. I decided it was time to work on this skill, so I sat her on my lap and handed her the circle. I asked her where the circle goes. Imagine my shock when she grabbed it out of my hand and pushed it right into the circle spot! So I handed her the square and asked her where the square goes. She put it right into the square spot. No trying the other spots or anything! Then she got mad because she really just wanted to dump them out, so we were done for the day. I asked them if they had that toy at daycare and they said no. I was impressed by my baby girl! - I finally got rid of Mia’s toddler tub and she’s bathing in the full size tub. I really have to keep my eye on her because she loves to crawl around in there and sometimes tries to stand. Even though I put so little water in there it doesn’t even cover half her legs, it’s still enough to be slippery for her. But she enjoys the extra room and loves to “swim” after her toys.
- Mia talks and talks and talks! She loves to carry on “conversations” with us. Nothing gets my day off to a better start than waking up to her talking to her toys. Usually I’ll lay there until I hear her say “Nah Nah”. That’s my cue to get her. When I walk into her room she get so excited, waving her arms up and down or holding onto her crib rail and bouncing up and down. No morning is a bad one when it starts like that.
- Mia is crazy about the dogs. She loves to feed them her dinner, chase them, let them lick her and she even tries to give them her paci.
- She also gives us her paci. One of our little games is that she gives it to me and I put it in my mouth backwards, then she takes it out of my mouth with hers. She thinks that’s funny. I also go up and take it out of her mouth with mine and pretend I’m going to give it back but pull it out again. That’s funny to her also.
- Tooth number 9 (one of the “fangs”) is about to make its appearance.
- When she’s ready to go to sleep at night, Mia will snuggle up on my shoulder. We’ll lay there with our noses together as she drifts off. My favorite time of day.
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