Baby Updates, Because You Deserve Them, One Way Or The Other
For the most part, I've been sticking to my resolve of writing every day, even if the amount varies. I will take notes here and there, on my phone and random documents. The idea is practice, even if it is to be discarded.
Baby has been keeping me busy. Well, she isn't a baby anymore; she's a full-fledged toddler, with all the boundary testing and "no!" that entails. She is also keeping us more than busy, especially yesterday, when she was not feeling so well. She started the day with vomit, and then ended the day with more vomit while we were at a 76 gas station on South Van Ness - not the ideal spot for Mommy and Daddy to be tested with their first real experience of baby tummy upset.
(got to stop calling her baby. She's a toddler in full flight, 18 months and counting!)
It was a traumatic moment, probably more traumatic for Mommy and Daddy than for our princess, although I'm sure she was upset by how upset we were. Somehow, we avoided a complete emotional meltdown and got home and gave her a bath and made her feel all better. And today, after a cranky start and two naps, she bounced back to her marvelous self. New accomplishments: holding her toy cell phone and saying "Hal-lo;" drinking water like a big girl - although only after Daddy, in desperation, took a sip from the cup first, and encouraged her to copy him (desperation, not necessity, being the mother of invention).
Life rolls on, unabated, at every height.
Baby has been keeping me busy. Well, she isn't a baby anymore; she's a full-fledged toddler, with all the boundary testing and "no!" that entails. She is also keeping us more than busy, especially yesterday, when she was not feeling so well. She started the day with vomit, and then ended the day with more vomit while we were at a 76 gas station on South Van Ness - not the ideal spot for Mommy and Daddy to be tested with their first real experience of baby tummy upset.
(got to stop calling her baby. She's a toddler in full flight, 18 months and counting!)
It was a traumatic moment, probably more traumatic for Mommy and Daddy than for our princess, although I'm sure she was upset by how upset we were. Somehow, we avoided a complete emotional meltdown and got home and gave her a bath and made her feel all better. And today, after a cranky start and two naps, she bounced back to her marvelous self. New accomplishments: holding her toy cell phone and saying "Hal-lo;" drinking water like a big girl - although only after Daddy, in desperation, took a sip from the cup first, and encouraged her to copy him (desperation, not necessity, being the mother of invention).
Life rolls on, unabated, at every height.
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