Little girl, every day you get bigger and also get new personality quirks. Your newest thing is tilting your little head onto your shoulder when you’re either concentrating or trying to show me how cute you are. It can’t be comfortable, but it sure is adorable.
You’re getting much better at feeding yourself with your spoon and you’re being somewhat less picky about what you eat…sometimes. Some days you’ll eat whatever but some days it’s like we’re trying to give you arsenic and I swear we’re not! Take this last Sunday, you ate potatoes. Po Ta Toes! You hate potatoes! but these were instant and you seemed to like them fine, until I gave you a second helping with slightly more gravy and then it was splitsville or spitsville would be more appropriate.
You are giving kisses and loves on demand, high fives and now “nuks” or when you bump fists, you like that one and everyone else thinks it’s pretty funny too.
Naps are becoming very difficult because you get tired in the morning but you don’t want to sleep, so you fight and fight and now I’m seeing if just one nap a day will be enough or if I’ll have to duct tape you to your crib.
As your parents we are finding out that while other people may want us to hang out at their house, we like our friends to come here so you can get to bed on time and don’t start reeling around like a little drunk after 8 pm comes and goes, but we’re socializing you pretty well I think. You have almost as many sitters as there are days of the week. You like most strangers, although the teenage boy cashiers at the store who try to talk to you are on your list of people to despise, which I hope last another 18 years.
This last week you cried after I dropped you off at the sitters for the first time ever and while I don’t want you to be sad I do want you to miss me, so while I was all “oh don’t cry” while I was leaving you, once I got to the car I gave myself mental high five because you do like me a little sometimes! But this sitter situation has become difficult because while your grandparents loved you as a baby, the most trouble you got into was rolling away, but now you’re a little bundle of energy and so you make those old people tired, so they don’t want to watch you as often which means I need to find other people to take up the slack and while you have one sitter that is good most of the time, she lives on the moon. I’m really tired of at the end of every week not knowing where you’re going to be at the next week. I’m really hoping to at least find a night-time part time job that will let me be home during the day and leave you with your dad during the
evenings, because it doesn’t matter how much trouble you are, he can’t refuse to watch you, so I’ll be covered. We’ll see how this next month pans out and hopefully there can be real progress soon.
You’re a toddler now and I swear you’re starting the terrible twos early. You scream for no reason, you scratch and kick and pull hair until I’m at my wits end, because it’s like most of the time your wearing your nice face and then you get a little tired or hungry and then your mean face comes out. I don’t want to spank you, but man sometimes I really do want to. I’m going to need to figure out some kind of discipline soon or else you’re going to be in charge of me and that’s not the way I roll.
You’re learning how to brush your teeth which is something we’ve been a little lacking on until I got to the point where I could smell your terrible breath, so now it’s part of your bed-time routine and you love it. I tell you that it’s time to brush your teeth and you zoom up the stairs even though that also means it’s bedtime. It’s funny because you fight the naps, but bedtime is bedtime and that’s set in stone so you don’t fight it, you just slip peacefully off to dreamland, and without a binky too! We’re complete transitioned to no binkies at bedtime and you’re cool with it and I’m very grateful for that.
I can definitely tell you want to be independent but you also want and need our constant attention and praise. I think this is the beginning of the Hard Times with toddler-dom, but you’re just so darn cute that I can’t resist you. I just want to eat you all up.
You’re getting much better at feeding yourself with your spoon and you’re being somewhat less picky about what you eat…sometimes. Some days you’ll eat whatever but some days it’s like we’re trying to give you arsenic and I swear we’re not! Take this last Sunday, you ate potatoes. Po Ta Toes! You hate potatoes! but these were instant and you seemed to like them fine, until I gave you a second helping with slightly more gravy and then it was splitsville or spitsville would be more appropriate.
You are giving kisses and loves on demand, high fives and now “nuks” or when you bump fists, you like that one and everyone else thinks it’s pretty funny too.
Naps are becoming very difficult because you get tired in the morning but you don’t want to sleep, so you fight and fight and now I’m seeing if just one nap a day will be enough or if I’ll have to duct tape you to your crib.
As your parents we are finding out that while other people may want us to hang out at their house, we like our friends to come here so you can get to bed on time and don’t start reeling around like a little drunk after 8 pm comes and goes, but we’re socializing you pretty well I think. You have almost as many sitters as there are days of the week. You like most strangers, although the teenage boy cashiers at the store who try to talk to you are on your list of people to despise, which I hope last another 18 years.
This last week you cried after I dropped you off at the sitters for the first time ever and while I don’t want you to be sad I do want you to miss me, so while I was all “oh don’t cry” while I was leaving you, once I got to the car I gave myself mental high five because you do like me a little sometimes! But this sitter situation has become difficult because while your grandparents loved you as a baby, the most trouble you got into was rolling away, but now you’re a little bundle of energy and so you make those old people tired, so they don’t want to watch you as often which means I need to find other people to take up the slack and while you have one sitter that is good most of the time, she lives on the moon. I’m really tired of at the end of every week not knowing where you’re going to be at the next week. I’m really hoping to at least find a night-time part time job that will let me be home during the day and leave you with your dad during the
evenings, because it doesn’t matter how much trouble you are, he can’t refuse to watch you, so I’ll be covered. We’ll see how this next month pans out and hopefully there can be real progress soon.You’re a toddler now and I swear you’re starting the terrible twos early. You scream for no reason, you scratch and kick and pull hair until I’m at my wits end, because it’s like most of the time your wearing your nice face and then you get a little tired or hungry and then your mean face comes out. I don’t want to spank you, but man sometimes I really do want to. I’m going to need to figure out some kind of discipline soon or else you’re going to be in charge of me and that’s not the way I roll.
You’re learning how to brush your teeth which is something we’ve been a little lacking on until I got to the point where I could smell your terrible breath, so now it’s part of your bed-time routine and you love it. I tell you that it’s time to brush your teeth and you zoom up the stairs even though that also means it’s bedtime. It’s funny because you fight the naps, but bedtime is bedtime and that’s set in stone so you don’t fight it, you just slip peacefully off to dreamland, and without a binky too! We’re complete transitioned to no binkies at bedtime and you’re cool with it and I’m very grateful for that.
I can definitely tell you want to be independent but you also want and need our constant attention and praise. I think this is the beginning of the Hard Times with toddler-dom, but you’re just so darn cute that I can’t resist you. I just want to eat you all up.
Lova Ya,
Mama
