Thursday, November 11, 2010

Week 29-November 3-November 9-Hi honey, so you have started to nurse while sitting up and facing me. Once you were playing and I was topless; you just dropped your toy and reached for my boob. Papa and I were quite amused!

When you are upset or overly tired, you blow raspberries over and over. Sometimes when you are nursing you will pull off and look at me for a few moments, it is the sweetest look, almost as if you are searching my soul, and then you will blow a milky raspberry my way and continue nursing.

I have begun giving you puffs to eat. They are little finger food that melt in your mouth. You like them. I had to show you how to chew, and now you can. I got them primarily to develop your manual dexterity and you are able to pick them up and bring them to your mouth. The problem is that they stick to your hand and so they don't actually make it into your mouth unless I help you. But you are doing really well and grasping and feeding yourself. Papa and I went out to dinner with some friends, Ben and Daniela, while Grandma and Grandpa watched you. You, as always, were a perfect angel and they loved having you to themselves.

On Wednesday, the 3rd, I put you in bed to go to sleep and you were playing around, so I got up to go to the kitchen as I have done every other time you do this. Well this time, I heard you talking and playing and then....THUMP and loud crying. I ran so fast into the room, that I slid and fell. The room was dark so I couldn't see you. I flipped on the switch and there you were on the floor in front of my night stand. Oh my! I cannot believe you fell off the bed. I cannot believe you have had two big spills in a matter of a few weeks. I picked you up and kissed you and you nursed. For what its worth, you didn't cry as much as last time and thank G-D, no bruises either. I was actually on the phone with Papa when it happened. So we have been looking for a crib for you. It is only a matter of time before you start rolling over and over in your sleep. Now when you play, I put you in the pack and play until you are ready to sleep, but I want a crib. I think it will be more comfortable for you. I called the doctor and she told me what symptoms to watch out for, but none of them happened. You are a tough kid!

Now when you are sitting and you begin to topple, you can catch yourself with your arms and hands and regain balance. Such a big girl!

The other day, you were on the bed with Zed and I started to play with him. He was running back and forth across the bed, and jumping on me and you began to laugh. I picked you up and had Zed jump up on me. And you began to laugh harder. Without really thinking about it, I took you into the other room, I think to change your diaper and was singing, Aye, Aye, Buskie, Aye, Aye, Buske, over and over again. (I sing a lot, ever since you were born!). You were laughing, laughing, laughing. I figured it out; it was every time I said Buskie. Up until now, your laughs are usually one or two breaths. But this time, it was a full on laughfest. And you have continued doing it each day always with Zed. You are fascinated with him. You will roll over to watch him. We have to be careful though, because the other day, you took his toy away from him and he crept up to your face and snapped right in front of your eyes. I smacked him and have kept him a safe distance from you since. You didn't budge, until I yelled at him and then you started to cry, but I distracted you and all was right again.

It is interesting to see how you will be socialized. A dog snapping at someone would ordinarily make them cringe, be frightened or elicit some sort of response, but since you have had no experience with it, you don't know yet to be afraid or to defend yourself. You are just observing at this point, trying to make sense of it all. How I respond will one hundred percent influence how you do, so I have to watch myself to make sure I am the best role model for you. Moment of truth. I love you baby. I will do everything I can to make sure I do right by you, but in case I mess up, and I will, please know that I did everything I could at the time to the best of my capabilities. You are and will always be my heart and my soul.

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