Missy is 13 months old today. It’s to the point now where I can look back and think, “A year ago, we were….” What a difference a year makes, huh? That first month seems so distant now.
We celebrated her first birthday a couple of days after the actual day because Hubby had to have a procedure that required him to be on a liquid diet. I wish I could say it was her first time eating cake, but a relative gave her a bite of cake when we were in Hubby’s home country after his father passed away. But it was the first time she got a whole piece, and she attacked it!
The weather finally warmed up enough for us to go to the park. It was Missy’s first time walking outside, and she loved it! She has also been enjoying the swing, but she’s still a little iffy on the slide. It’s really just been the past couple of weeks that the weather has been nice. We went to a fellow one-year-old’s birthday party on the 19th, and people were still wearing coats and boots.
She has several new words this month, though it’s hard to count them all because she imitates everything. She definitely says cup, sock, bath, snack, bear, right back, ball, and hair (“ka” for some reason). She has also said her first word in Hubby’s language, poopik (“poop-poop”), which means belly button. She loves to point to everybody’s belly button! In addition, she makes some animal sounds, such as ah-ah (monkey sound) and quack-quack. She still signs milk and invented her own sign for music this month. She uses it all the time when she wants to rock out.
The ToothWatch 2015 count is up to 7, four on top and three on the bottom. Hubby and I have been marveling at how a few teeth have transformed her appearance. She definitely doesn’t look like a baby any more with all those pearly whites! Her hair has grown a lot lately, too, which adds to her grown-up look.
Since Hubby’s been home, the two of them have been spending a lot of time together, and she loooves her aba! She’s kind of obsessed, and wants to know where he is at all times. Even if he’s just gone into another room, she starts saying, “Aba? Aba?”
Favorite things: Mommy and Aba, music, the park, swinging, her bear, the cats, snack time, the fan, books, shoes, baths
Not-so-favorite things: sleep (still, always), including naps
It’s been over a year now of basically never getting a stretch of more than two or three hours of sleep, and I am so ready for her to sleep longer stretches. I don’t think it’s going to happen, though, until she weans, and neither of us is ready for that! Hubby and I were just talking today about how, even if we don’t get to have any more biological children, she is such a miracle, such a beautiful mix of the two of us, that she’s enough. Time is already moving too fast, and I don’t want to rush anything with her.