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Monday, October 31, 2011
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Sunday, October 23, 2011
Ten
Carys, you're ten months. A whole new world is opening up for you. (Mommy's not ready!)
The big news around here is that you now sleep through the night. I think you unfortunately take after your momma. You're not a heavy sleeper, but you go to bed between 8 and 9 and you sleep until around 7. Your momma is everso thankful!
The other big news is that you are standing on your own. You spend most of your day standing up next to something. A couple of times, you've let go to hold on to a toy. You can stand pretty well until you realize that you're not holding on. Then, it's panic and the inevitable plunk down on your bottom.
'No more pictures, Mom!'
Your two bottom teeth are all the way in, and you are cutting your top two teeth. You don't drool much, but you sure do like to chew. Unfortunately for her, Perdita bears the brunt of this proclivity. Although, in a pinch your fingers seem to work just as well.
You are a very adventurous eater. In fact, most nights you eat the same food that we eat. I had been preparing you different meals, but you kept giving me this longing look while we ate our dinner. It seems like you are pretty anxious to be like Sister in any way you can.
You vocalize a lot. Today you looked at me and said "mama." Needless to say, I was over the moon! (I know that it was just a happy accident, but isn't that the way we learn to speak?!) You love to purr, too. You sound like a happy little kitten when you get going.
You forever make my heart swell!
The big news around here is that you now sleep through the night. I think you unfortunately take after your momma. You're not a heavy sleeper, but you go to bed between 8 and 9 and you sleep until around 7. Your momma is everso thankful!
The other big news is that you are standing on your own. You spend most of your day standing up next to something. A couple of times, you've let go to hold on to a toy. You can stand pretty well until you realize that you're not holding on. Then, it's panic and the inevitable plunk down on your bottom.
Your two bottom teeth are all the way in, and you are cutting your top two teeth. You don't drool much, but you sure do like to chew. Unfortunately for her, Perdita bears the brunt of this proclivity. Although, in a pinch your fingers seem to work just as well.
You are a very adventurous eater. In fact, most nights you eat the same food that we eat. I had been preparing you different meals, but you kept giving me this longing look while we ate our dinner. It seems like you are pretty anxious to be like Sister in any way you can.
You vocalize a lot. Today you looked at me and said "mama." Needless to say, I was over the moon! (I know that it was just a happy accident, but isn't that the way we learn to speak?!) You love to purr, too. You sound like a happy little kitten when you get going.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Cora's Kidisms Rub-A-Dub-Dub Edition
Cora and Carys love bath time! Little did I know how much easier it would make my life once my girlies could bathe together. The other night, I got them all prepped for the bath. After I turned the water on and returned to the girls' room, witness the conversation that took place:
Me: I see two naked girls in here!
Cora: I'm too naked?!
I love that girl!
Me: I see two naked girls in here!
Cora: I'm too naked?!
I love that girl!
Friday, October 7, 2011
Cora's Kidisms - Hints of Sarcasm Edition
Supposedly, three year olds don't have the capacity for sarcasm. I think I have to disagree. Witness some conversations we have had recently:
Cora: Look! Do you see that bus? (gesturing at some random point off in the distance)
Me: Oh, is that a bus over there? (looking off at the same random point)
Cora: No! That's not a bus.
Mmmmkay.
And, then of course there was this conversation that took place this afternoon.
Me: Hey Cora, do you see that airplane?
Cora: Yeah! I see it up in the sky!
Me: Hmm, where do you think that airplane is going?
Cora: To the airport!
Mmmhmm, well 'scuse me!
Cora: Look! Do you see that bus? (gesturing at some random point off in the distance)
Me: Oh, is that a bus over there? (looking off at the same random point)
Cora: No! That's not a bus.
Mmmmkay.
And, then of course there was this conversation that took place this afternoon.
Me: Hey Cora, do you see that airplane?
Cora: Yeah! I see it up in the sky!
Me: Hmm, where do you think that airplane is going?
Cora: To the airport!
Mmmhmm, well 'scuse me!
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Stats
You know, I figured that parenting would teach me a lot about a lot of different things in life - faith, psychology, nutrition, human growth and development, economics. But, I had no idea that parenting would teach me lessons in physics. During this season in my life, I am learning about density. You see, nothing to me seems heavier than sweet bebecita in her carseat. I guarantee that she AND the carseat weigh a good 5 to 10 pounds less than (not so) little missy. Nevertheless, if you give me a choice, I would carry Sister for miles and miles before having to heft around that carseat. Density, folks! Bebecita is built more like a cannonball (a sweet little cannonball, natch, but a connonball nonetheless). I'm teetering on the edge of wishing Carys would grow up a little to graduate from that carseat and wishing she would stay at this age for a lot longer. Such a funny little paradox!
Anywho...last week, Carys had her nine month appointment with our pediatrician. Her new stats are:
Weight: 16 lbs, 12 oz (11th percentile)
Height: 26 inches (5th percentile)
So, since her last appointment, she has only gained 1 lb and 3/4 of an inch. Looks like our little chubilla is starting to plateau a little bit. She can still fit into much of her 6 month wardrobe. (Awesome, considering it is still in the 90s and 100s here!) But, we're working our way into the 9 month wardrobe, too.
The big news around this doctor visit has to do with Carys' sleeping patterns. We went over all the developmental stuff, and when it came to the question of whether Carys was sleeping through the night, I sighed and said a resigned no. Then, Dr. Mitchell spoke the words that changed my life: "She does not need to get up in the night anymore." Hallelujah! My exact words were, "That's all I needed to hear!!" That night, I put her down at 8:30 (she had been staying up until 9:30 or 10). And, I did not get up when she fussed at 3 and 5. That was torturous, folks! But, the next night it was better. And, the next night, she slept until 7! We're not out of the woods as far as her sleeping patterns are concerned, but I feel loads and loads better since I'm getting at least 6 hours of sleep per night. Now, if we can just get through all this teething...
Anywho...last week, Carys had her nine month appointment with our pediatrician. Her new stats are:
Weight: 16 lbs, 12 oz (11th percentile)
Height: 26 inches (5th percentile)
So, since her last appointment, she has only gained 1 lb and 3/4 of an inch. Looks like our little chubilla is starting to plateau a little bit. She can still fit into much of her 6 month wardrobe. (Awesome, considering it is still in the 90s and 100s here!) But, we're working our way into the 9 month wardrobe, too.
The big news around this doctor visit has to do with Carys' sleeping patterns. We went over all the developmental stuff, and when it came to the question of whether Carys was sleeping through the night, I sighed and said a resigned no. Then, Dr. Mitchell spoke the words that changed my life: "She does not need to get up in the night anymore." Hallelujah! My exact words were, "That's all I needed to hear!!" That night, I put her down at 8:30 (she had been staying up until 9:30 or 10). And, I did not get up when she fussed at 3 and 5. That was torturous, folks! But, the next night it was better. And, the next night, she slept until 7! We're not out of the woods as far as her sleeping patterns are concerned, but I feel loads and loads better since I'm getting at least 6 hours of sleep per night. Now, if we can just get through all this teething...
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