11 months old? I can’t talk about it. I won’t talk about it!
The last 4 weeks have been as exasperating as they have been wonderful. Wallis has probably spent at least half of her days yelling at me and her dad. She yells at her dad way more though, and I get it, I really get it, he can be so annoying. 😉 And when I say yell, I mean whine, but it’s loud.
She’s just too independent and she wants to do everything herself, but since she can’t, it’s one long daily battle of will. Wallis no, you can’t lick the remote controllers (mini meltdown). Wallis no, you can’t dip your pacifier in the dog’s water bowel (mini meltdown). Wallis no, you can’t make out with the garlic you found in the kitchen cupboard (mini meltdown). Mini meltdowns during diaper change, getting dressed and trying to put shoes on her are the norm these days. She’s also trying to dress herself, which is the best ever.
I swear she’s a toddler not a baby! I wag my finger at her when I tell her no no no, I didn’t even realize I do this, but now she wags her finger at me telling me no no no, while she goes to do the very thing she’s not suppose to do. She does this little sly smile and wags her finger at me and then proceeds to walk as fast and furious as she can to the object that has been denied her, and she remembers every single thing that I’ve told her no about, so every time she goes to it again, she’ll start wagging her finger before even reaching it, already knowing it’s not for her with a big smile on her face, and then she spends a few seconds contemplating if she’s in the mood to test mama or not.
Of course we don’t spend our days telling her no, though we make jokes about it being her first word, we do that whole distract and move on thing, but when you have a child that moves as much as Wallis does so early in the game, no matter how many distractions you provide, she’s going to hear no throughout the day. Honestly though, she’s really good and listens more than not, even if I forget about something I didn’t want her to put in her mouth, most of the time she’s reminding me, ha!
She also shakes her head no, and one day she started praising herself. I have no idea where it came from, but she fit these two objects together, lifted her hands straight up in the air and went, yah yah yah. Andrew and I sat there dumbfounded and I said, is she praising herself? and he replied, I think so. So we started to mimic her, and now she praises everything she accomplishes. She has her dad’s confidence, that’s for sure.
She started mimicking us washing our hands, and so now we say, wash your hands and she starts rubbing her hands together. She’s also been saying what sounds like bye-bye. If you tell her to say, bye-bye. She’ll say, ba-ba ba-ba. I also started saying night night and she’s starting to reply, nigh nigh. I wouldn’t say these are first words by any means, but she’s getting it and we’re getting there, and it’s all very exciting!
Also, is it too soon to say she might be potty training herself? Every time we change one of her poop diapers we say, oh stinky and wave our hands in front of our noses. Recently, she’s been coming to us scrunching up her nose and waving her hand in front of her face the way we do, and when we check, she’s pooped! Andrew is convinced it means she’ll be potty trained early…but those could be famous last words, ha!
Holy smokes she has exploded with LOVING to read. I mean I thought she was loving to read before, but she’s way serious about it now. We read the same 10 books over and over and over and over and over again all day long. She has her favorite parts in each book and will point at the red balloon, or thump her chest like a gorilla, or clap like a seal. She follows me everywhere carrying a book and whining for me to read it to her and I always oblige, even if I have read that same book 10 thousand times already, ha!
During the day she likes to sit on my lap, or put her elbows on my thigh and prop herself up, or lean over my shoulder. At night she lays out on Andrew’s lap, either way, it takes a lot for her to sit still, so she changes positions a lot while we read to her. She is reading a lot more than playing these days, and we’re thrilled, but who knows what this month will be like, babies be fickle.
She still eats really well, and LOVES to try new things. However, I fear I’ve made her such a variety of dishes every single day, that I’ve become a short order cook in the process. She’ll eat the same thing, but not in a row, and she prefers side dishes with her main course. Thankfully it means she’s not a picky eater…but with our next baby, I think I’ll move more slowly on the variety of dishes I make, and hopefully he/she will be okay with leftovers…ha!
I can not believe we are 1 month away from a 1 year old! How oh how did this happen?! I feel like we’ve been stuck in our little new baby bubble that I don’t remember much of the year, it has been so many things all at once that I can only remember the month I am currently experiencing. All we know is what Wallis needs at the moment Wallis needs it, and everything else just comes together as quickly as we can manage it. Our life is a repeated cycle that collapses in bed with a prayer she might sleep through the night…to be a month away from 1 year seems impossible and entirely possible and heartbreaking all at once. I can’t think of it yet, I need to stay in my baby bubble for as long as I can…we’ll talk about this next month if I can pick myself up from the floor long enough to communicate all the feelings.