I haven't done an update in a while. Yesterday was Abby's 15 month check up. We are really closer to 16 months, but our trip pushed the appointment out a few weeks.
Right now she weighs 19 pounds 7 ounces. That's up 12 ounces from her sick visit 6 weeks ago. Her weight is starting to taper off, not gaining the pound a month like she was before. Her height is 29.25 inches. Up 1.75 inches since her 12 month check. She's still a little peanut. Just making it on the scales, although her height to weight ratio is in the 40th percentile.
Don't let her size confuse you. She loves to eat. So far, there isn't much she won't eat. She might not like something one day, but try it again in a few days and she will gobble it up (scrambled eggs!). She loves pancakes and syrup, avocados, PB&J, green beans, cereal with milk, turkey. And anything you are eating. If she sees you eating something, she wants to try it. And she will also let you know when she wants more of something. She will stand at the counter and cry because she knows its there and she can't get to it (Valentine's Candy!).
She still is wearing a lot of 9 month clothes. Although, they are starting to get short. We are stretching them through the last few weeks of winter and stocking up on 12 month items for spring and summer. I've packed a lot of the old things away, and it was very sad to see the tiny things put up.
She's got her mothers determination and her fathers temper. If she doesn't get her way, she will try, and try, and try, and then have a major meltdown when it doesn't work. She figured out how to turn on the microwave, so we figured out have to lock it. She doesn't like that at all. She will press the buttons and when nothing eventually happens, she will stand in the corner and cry. We are in for a wild ride.
She's become a great sleeper. She goes to bed between 7 and 7:30 every night. And sleeps at least 12 hours. We just put her in the bed at night, and she takes it from there. She might stir a little in the night, but she can get herself back to sleep with no problems. She's also good with naps, as long as there are no interruptions. She likes a late morning 2 hour nap.
She's got 7 teeth in her mouth. 4 on top, and 3 on the bottom. I suspect the other bottom tooth will cut through any day now. She looks so cute with teeth in her mouth. I need to make her a dentist appointment so we can start getting them checked! She loves to chew on her toothbrush and its a great thing to keep her entertained while getting dressed.
Her vocabulary is getting larger. Mama, Dada, Nana, Maemae, Dog, ball, bird, more, Go Go (Joe Joe, her favorite person), book, kitty, please, ut oh, no. She can sign for more, and please, although use of them is hit or miss. When you ask her to say it, she won't do it, but if she really wants something she knows she can't have, she will sign please. Its really cute, and hard not to reward her.
She's still always got a happy temperament. Even with the few toddler tantrums we have, she's a relatively happy child. She's always the life of the party. She loves to hug, especially little ones like her. She hugs her classmates everyone at daycare.
Her favorite thing to do is dance. She's learned to incorporate her arms. They flail side of side as she moves her legs and bounces her bum. She will move to just about any music. She will stop what she's doing to dance. She also loves her toys that make music. She knows how they all work, and can press the buttons to turn them on. She will dance to that music too.
Books have become a favorite. She likes to sit in your lap and look at books. She doesn't care much for the story, but she likes to look at the pictures and turn the pages. I got her a library card so we can check out new books from the library.
The summer is coming. We are busy into soccer season. There will be games several nights a week and on the weekends. She has done so well so far on travelling. The other mom's like to dote on her, so its easy to take care of her while we are at games.
I can't believe its already 15 (really almost 16) months. I'm so impressed on the little human she's become. I'm so proud of her every day!
Friday, February 28, 2014
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Grown Up Time
Last summer some friends of ours invited us to join them on a couples only, adult, all inclusive vacation. To some place warm and tropical. We were all in, of course! It sounded heavenly. I knew it would be hard to be away from Abby, but I put it in the back of my mind. She would be fine. She won't remember it, and she does so well being around others.
The time came closer to travel and I began to have a pit in the bottom of my stomach. It may have been from people asking me how I was going to handle it, it may have been the three days I got to spend at home with her on snow days. I don't know what it was, but it was beginning to eat me.
The night before we left I didn't sleep. I tossed and turned. I cried. I went to work, suffered through the day. I didn't eat much. I knew when we got home, it was time. I cried on the way home from work.
I met Abby as the door, with my mom standing there to greet me. I went over a few last minute things with her. Abby tugged at my legs to pick her up. I tried to ignore her, I didn't want her to get attached when it was time for us to go. I managed to break away from her and make it to the car. As Gene drove us away and I saw Abby waving in the window, I cried again.
I knew she would be fine. I knew I would be fine. We needed the time away. But I just couldn't get over it.
As the miles past and the closer we got to Atlanta, the more relaxed I got. Its done, I'm gone.
We met all of our friends at the hotel. It was great to see everyone so happy, so I put on my happy face. I didn't hide it well because they all could tell I missed her already. I made it through the first night. We chatted through text at the airport, and of course everything was fine.
We boarded the plane. And then we were off. And it hit me again. I was leaving my baby. I wasn't going to be close. If something happened, I wouldn't be right there. But there wasn't anything I could do. I took a few deep breathes and told myself I needed to relax. She will be ok, I will be ok, I don't need this to ruin the entire week.
When we arrive at the resort, I immediately linked to the WiFi. But it wasn't working. Again, another pit in my stomach. This was suppose to be my link. I asked the concierge about it, and they said it should be resolved shortly.
We met everyone for dinner. Everyone asked how I was handling it. (The question I would begin to hate over the week!). I was very surprised after dinner to find several texts and photos on my phone! WiFi was restored and this Mama was happy! I was able to check in, and that made me feel so much better.
We continued to connect throughout the week. We face timed several times. That also helped me, a lot. Abby didn't seem phased that we weren't there. She was happy and content with Nana and Dodah. I felt my stomach unknot. The rest of the week was relaxing.
I was ready to come home. It only made it worse that we were delayed. Then it took longer than we realized to get back through customs and back to our car. It was a long day of travel. There wasn't anything more I wanted than to see Abby, even at midnight.
I picked her up from MaeMae and Poppies and took her home. She was very confused. She just looked at me. Didn't make a peep. She went back to sleep easily. She woke up a few hours later, looking for her pappy, so I went to help her. Again, she was confused. We rocked and cuddled in the chair. She looked up at me and said " Mama". I told her yes, it was mama. I was home. Again I cried. I laid her back down and headed back to bed myself.
In the morning, she realized what had happened. Gene got her up. He made coffee for me and brought it and her to me in bed. Her face lit up. "Mama" "Mama" "Mama" It was blessed happiness for both of us.
I know we will take more adult only trips in the future. I know it will help me that I've already done it, and survived. I don't regret leaving her. She was left in good hands and she had a great time. I'm thankful for all the support we had in order to be able to get away. Grandparents are wonderful.
I hope it gets easier in the future. She will be a little more cognisant of us being gone, so it might be different. But she's a trooper. (She gets that from me!)
The time came closer to travel and I began to have a pit in the bottom of my stomach. It may have been from people asking me how I was going to handle it, it may have been the three days I got to spend at home with her on snow days. I don't know what it was, but it was beginning to eat me.
The night before we left I didn't sleep. I tossed and turned. I cried. I went to work, suffered through the day. I didn't eat much. I knew when we got home, it was time. I cried on the way home from work.
I met Abby as the door, with my mom standing there to greet me. I went over a few last minute things with her. Abby tugged at my legs to pick her up. I tried to ignore her, I didn't want her to get attached when it was time for us to go. I managed to break away from her and make it to the car. As Gene drove us away and I saw Abby waving in the window, I cried again.
I knew she would be fine. I knew I would be fine. We needed the time away. But I just couldn't get over it.
As the miles past and the closer we got to Atlanta, the more relaxed I got. Its done, I'm gone.
We met all of our friends at the hotel. It was great to see everyone so happy, so I put on my happy face. I didn't hide it well because they all could tell I missed her already. I made it through the first night. We chatted through text at the airport, and of course everything was fine.
We boarded the plane. And then we were off. And it hit me again. I was leaving my baby. I wasn't going to be close. If something happened, I wouldn't be right there. But there wasn't anything I could do. I took a few deep breathes and told myself I needed to relax. She will be ok, I will be ok, I don't need this to ruin the entire week.
When we arrive at the resort, I immediately linked to the WiFi. But it wasn't working. Again, another pit in my stomach. This was suppose to be my link. I asked the concierge about it, and they said it should be resolved shortly.
We met everyone for dinner. Everyone asked how I was handling it. (The question I would begin to hate over the week!). I was very surprised after dinner to find several texts and photos on my phone! WiFi was restored and this Mama was happy! I was able to check in, and that made me feel so much better.
We continued to connect throughout the week. We face timed several times. That also helped me, a lot. Abby didn't seem phased that we weren't there. She was happy and content with Nana and Dodah. I felt my stomach unknot. The rest of the week was relaxing.
I was ready to come home. It only made it worse that we were delayed. Then it took longer than we realized to get back through customs and back to our car. It was a long day of travel. There wasn't anything more I wanted than to see Abby, even at midnight.
I picked her up from MaeMae and Poppies and took her home. She was very confused. She just looked at me. Didn't make a peep. She went back to sleep easily. She woke up a few hours later, looking for her pappy, so I went to help her. Again, she was confused. We rocked and cuddled in the chair. She looked up at me and said " Mama". I told her yes, it was mama. I was home. Again I cried. I laid her back down and headed back to bed myself.
In the morning, she realized what had happened. Gene got her up. He made coffee for me and brought it and her to me in bed. Her face lit up. "Mama" "Mama" "Mama" It was blessed happiness for both of us.
I know we will take more adult only trips in the future. I know it will help me that I've already done it, and survived. I don't regret leaving her. She was left in good hands and she had a great time. I'm thankful for all the support we had in order to be able to get away. Grandparents are wonderful.
I hope it gets easier in the future. She will be a little more cognisant of us being gone, so it might be different. But she's a trooper. (She gets that from me!)
Its been a while
Things have been busy... I'm forgotten to write. I always think of it at a time when I can't get to it.
The winter here has been rough. We've had two snow storms. Almost back to back (2 weeks apart). The last one dumped 6 inches at our house. School was closed most of the week. Work was closed for most of the week. We hunkered down in the house, trying to amuse ourselves.
Abby didn't like the snow at all. I don't think she liked being bundled up and unable to move. She had so many layers on, that when she would try to walk, she would just fall over. Sometimes face first into the snow. That made her mad, and it only went down hill from there. She did enjoy the sled. The one time she rode it. It started to sleet so I took her back inside. She just looked pitiful and I didn't want to see her unhappy.
It was great to have a few days home with her. She's getting inquisitive, and smart. She's fun to play with. She enjoys reading books and dancing to music. She really enjoyed having Joejee (Go Go) home with her. (Although he played on his phone a lot!).
I'll be glad to be done with winter and move on to warmer weather. I even bought Abby some summer clothes this weekend in hopes of higher temps. I know we are in for a few more weeks of cold, but we will survive.
The winter here has been rough. We've had two snow storms. Almost back to back (2 weeks apart). The last one dumped 6 inches at our house. School was closed most of the week. Work was closed for most of the week. We hunkered down in the house, trying to amuse ourselves.
Abby didn't like the snow at all. I don't think she liked being bundled up and unable to move. She had so many layers on, that when she would try to walk, she would just fall over. Sometimes face first into the snow. That made her mad, and it only went down hill from there. She did enjoy the sled. The one time she rode it. It started to sleet so I took her back inside. She just looked pitiful and I didn't want to see her unhappy.
It was great to have a few days home with her. She's getting inquisitive, and smart. She's fun to play with. She enjoys reading books and dancing to music. She really enjoyed having Joejee (Go Go) home with her. (Although he played on his phone a lot!).
I'll be glad to be done with winter and move on to warmer weather. I even bought Abby some summer clothes this weekend in hopes of higher temps. I know we are in for a few more weeks of cold, but we will survive.
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