I was laying in bed this morning thinking how true it is that anyone beyond the first child suffers in the realm of childhood documentation. I always think I will remember stuff so I don't write everything down, not only that I just don't find the time to keep track on the third time around like I did on the first time.
But anyway. Leah is quickly approaching 19 months, so I thought it would be good to sit down and write about where she's at because these days are flying by and I'm going to be crying in my cheerios in a few short years when my babies are all in school.
Mobility-
This little girl can run! Her form is impeccable!
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She's also developing some attitude. She has the audacity (gasp!) to disobey already. I tell her to come with me and sometimes she will literally whip her head around, turn up her nose and say 'no'! and then run the other direction.
Her word list is every growing. I have no idea if she's behind or average or ahead of the curve, but she DID learn to scream 'Shut up!' yesterday from one of her brothers, so that must count for something.
Her favorite words are definitely:
Dad, milo (Mahlo), nicky (Neecky), night-night, eat, Abe (pronounce Ebb), Dixie (Deeksie), grandma, grandpa, beach, banana, cup, milk, water, book, mouth, nose, eyes, Teagan (her best friend), go (doh), toot, poop, yuck, fork (you guess the pronunciation on that one!), dog, B (smokey B-our cat), nice (said whenever petting something fuzzy, including other baby's heads),
She's starting to sing songs, and the words aren't very recognizable but her pitch and cadence are on point. Her faves are the ABC's, Jesus Loves Me, and Amazing Grace
She gave up nursing (insert a heavy dose of mom-sadness here) a few weeks ago, and at 18 months she was my earliest quitter of the 3. I do feel like she was my bonus baby because we were completely surprised by her, so I feel so blessed to have been able to go through pregnancy, baby stage and nursing for a third time.
Unlike the boys, she's been a lover of her crib. I miss sleeping with a baby in my bed, but then again I don't. I appreciate a good night's sleep so much right now. It's different being a mom to two older boys and a baby, and I feel like my 30s are definitely different than my 20s as far as my energy level and ability to physically push myself, so sleep is for sure a good thing! She naps well and sleeps a solid 12 hours at night, but she did go through some horrendous sleep regression in the past couple weeks. Waking up crying in the middle of the night, scared of the tiny green light on her smoke alarm. Then she would be awake for an hour or two, off and on, crying, which resulted in a few nights where I threw in the towel, plucked her from her crib and threw a sleeping bag on a twin mattress on the floor of her room and just slept with her there.
Another funny (sort of) thing she does right now is pinch people or scratch people on purpose and say "Ow" and then kind of laugh and wait for a reaction, upon which she quickly does it again. I don't even know what to think about this...I'm hoping that delighting in causing pain and discomfort to me isn't a theme that will carry on through her life.
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