I am discovering that unless I make time for things like writing and projects, my time is taken by my little person and the many, many things that come with her existence.
My days consist of keeping her busy, fed, clean, drool free, not rolling off the couch, not having her lips licked by London, and remembering to feed myself.
She's decided recently to explore the value of pooping only once a week, and three or four times a day when she finally unloads. She's teething and easily gets over-tired now, so we're working to balance everything.
She's become quite vocal; she expresses delight, irritation, expectation and excitement, outright frustration, and general happiness.
Our mornings and evenings have become conversation opportunities. She is very responsive to our vocal invitations as well as our physical games. Peek a boo both by placing a blanket over her face that either she removes herself or we remove for her, or by covering our own face with the blanket has become a daily activity.
She loves her lelephant... it's an elephant head attached to a square of fabric and she is working on eating the poor thing's nose, and when she finishes the nose, the ears will come next. She also likes to eat blankets, her bull dog, Spots, the giraffe, my hand, daddy's fingers, my shoulder, her fist, dad's bicep, her plug, and anything else she can bring to her mouth. Ah, to taste everything is to experience it!
Such a perspective on life.
She is still sleeping through the night, most nights. She feeds at bedtime, wakes me 4 - 5 hours later to eat, and then about the same time Dad's alarm goes off, she decides it's time to be awake.
She loves mornings! She is so happy to be awake and she smiles for an hour. She giggles, chats with me (for a good hour, I'm not kidding), grabs my boob, wants to eat her blanket, sits in bed, lays in bed with me, rolling all over, stands on my stomach regularly, and climbs on dad on her tummy. She's making Russ and I actually like mornings.
She giggles at London, mom and dad, her giraffe, the tv, the plant, and mostly Savannah. She likes Savannah! Which is good because it's mutual.
She is still sleeping in her little snuggle nest, but it is no longer located on our bed, but inside the bassinet in the co-sleeper, next to our bed. Russ got sick about three weeks ago now, and instead of having her in bed and close to us, I moved her into the co-sleeper to keep her from getting sick. Then I realized how nice it was to not have to be so careful not to rock the boat (our waterbed) and so, she has stayed in her little sleeper. She's doing very well.
Grandma and Grandpa have taken care of her twice now, allowing Russ and I to grab a quick dinner and breath alone. She's gone to the zoo (more on the monkeys later) and the Botanic Gardens, the mountains a couple times, a good amount of walks, the Star Lighting, and so on. We're having a blast.
There is so much to write about, but I will split everything up into smaller entries so check back often if you're following this blog as I will do my best to be more disciplined in adding entries from now on.
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