i can finally see light at the end of the tunnel and now i wish i could go back and re-live it all. for awhile i was scared that maybe i was not cut out to be a mom. this actually scared the heck out of me because being a Mom was what i pictured myself being my whole life. it takes a lot of juggling, but i'm starting to get the hang of it all...it's only taken 10 months, lol.
10 months (on the 21st) - you're such a big girl, but still my little baby. you babble all the time and we have the cutest conversations. you're still not walking yet, but cruising all around the furniture. you will walk with help and we practice all the time!
teething has been intense, and i mean like hardcore. i feel so bad for you, but then think we've all been through it. i'm just glad you wont remember any of the pain it has caused you. i stayed home from work for two days the first week of November it was so bad. you woke me up early Tuesday morning; you were burning up, so i stripped you down and we fell back asleep. when you woke up again about 5 am, you were still on fire. i took your temperature and sure enough you had a fever (101.5*). for two days you had a running temp of about 101*F. and for two days you snuggled on my chest and we just rested. i am positive this was from teething. i called the pediatrician and they confirmed. at one point you started getting sleepy and acting lethargic so i took your temp and it read 103* - i freaked! we had run out of Tylenol and i was waiting on Joanie to get off work to bring you more. i filled the bath up with tepid water and stripped you down to try and bring your temp down. this resulted in you crying and shivering, so i pulled you out and bundled you in a towel. your temperature slowly came down but i was pretty frantic for about 20 minutes. you now have all 4 top teeth about to cut. i seriously cannot wait! this means you get to try more of what Dad and i are eating.
i have noticed you preferring not to eat the organic pureed pouches we have been feeding you. you are becoming more and more interested in "real" food. I've started to cook things that you can also enjoy. i have also vowed to start feeding you in your high chair. like i've written before, you hate restraints, and when you ate the pouches it was easier to have you sit on my lap. last night you ate a ton of mashed sweet potatoes and pieces of mandarin oranges. you also really like guacamole. Dooley is your best friend during dinner time and you have taken note that she too likes to eat. needless to say, you are becoming aware that any dropped food she happily eats. so you drop a lot of food.
i think you're starting to get the routine in the evenings. after i pick you up around 5:30 pm, we go home and i quickly unpack and pick up. we then lay down so you can nurse and get a quick snack to hold you over until dinner. Dad comes home around this time and takes you outside to water the garden and hangout while i get a couple chores done. either Dada or i start cooking dinner (our goal is to have everything ready by 7 pm). whoever isn't cooking dinner plays with you. we eat, and then bath time. you would play in the bath all night if i let you, but i usually take you out after about 15-20 minutes because you start to stand up and play with the water spout or the shower liner. i bundle you up, and its off to put pjs on! at this point your mood can go two different ways. sometimes you are ready and happy to put pajammies on, other times you're overly tired and you fight it, and squirm and have a meltdown. either way, i get you dressed, and then we pick out a couple books.
for awhile i thought you might not like books, but i think it was an age/development thing. lately i have been reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear and then another book that i choose, and you are actually laying down and listening to me read. surprisingly right after the second book you are ready to nurse and fall asleep. it makes me so happy when you quickly fall asleep, and even more happy when you're passed out by 8 pm. i hope this is a trend that lasts :)
love you little girl!! xoxo,
momma
AF, you & C - Oct. 31, 2015
a Nole, a Dawg & a Gator
both of these pictures are from your "sick" day. this is how we stayed for two days. i hate it when you're not feeling well :(
one of the nights you passed out before 8 pm.
FSU v. Clemson, we lost :( Dad blames it on me because i told him we lose when you don't wear your cheerleader uniform -- i took off your dress to go to James' 3rd birthday that night...oops!
i cant even handle this picture!!! you are so freaking cute!! you are so sassy in the picture!
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