My ‘baby’ (I feel like I need to put that in quotes now.) will be turning 18 months old on Sunday. Yeah I know it’s a little early to be writing a pseudo-birthday entry, but I always intend to and then forget and then it gets to late. So I’m early!
EIGHTEEN MONTHS. I cannot believe it. She’s officially a toddler, even though we’ve been calling her that for a few months now. But now? EVEN THE CLOTHING SECTION AT TARGET SAYS SO. And it seems like she knows it or something, because in the last week or so, she’s been learning and doing and learning and making us CRACK UP and TEAR OUT OUR HAIR and just love her so, so much.
She is officially down to just 1 bottle a day- at night before bedtime. For a while, her afternoon bottle was ‘flexible’- sometimes I’d give it to her, sometimes I wouldn’t. It would all depend on her… ahem, ATTITUDE in the afternoons. If it seemed like she need some downtime (but had already had her nap), we’d snuggle for a bit and she’d have her bottle. But some days, we’d skip it and she’d just have her milk with dinner. And today I skipped the morning bottle for the first time, just to see what would happen. Instead of hanging out on the couch together with a bottle before breakfast, I put her in her high chair first thing and gave her pancakes, strawberries, and a banana, with her milk in a cup. SHE ATE EVERY. SINGLE. BITE. Nothing ended up on the floor. She didn’t drink much of her milk, but she didn’t even care about not having her bottle. I’m beginning to think these ‘milestones’ are harder on Mom than on her!
(Related question: Those of you with toddlers, how do you make sure they’re drinking all the milk they need? All the ‘experts’ say 16-24 ounces, but I do notice that when she has her cup, she doesn’t usually finish it all so she’s not drinking what she should. How do you keep track?)
Earlier this afternoon, she put herself down for her nap. As in, she walked back to her room, found a pacifier on the floor, and said ‘Up!’ next to her crib. It’s been a while since she’s done this. YAY!
She says ‘Pee’ and ‘Poop’. A lot of the time, she’ll say ‘Poop’ right after she has gone, but a few times I think she has said it BEFORE. And if we ask if she has to poop, she says ‘Potty!’ and walks back the hall towards the bathroom. We haven’t yet managed to get her to go on the potty or anything, but she loves sitting on it. I am seriously considering buying some Pullups! Is that crazy?? I can’t believe she’s ready for this already! Yet again- I think the hardest part of this might be Mom remembering to take her to the potty and not just change her diaper all the time.
Her words are just MULTIPLYING. That 18-month word explosion everyone talks about? Totally true. I can’t even remember or keep track of them now, they’re just coming out all the time. Yesterday we’re pretty sure she said ‘Blue’ and ‘Purple’ correctly. I got her to do ‘Blue’ again today. And at her toddler gym class yesterday morning, she was totally counting ‘One… Two… Three…’ when she was climbing a ladder. Hard to believe that a year ago she was barely even sitting up. Now she’s freaking COUNTING??
She’s very stingy with the kisses lately, but I totally tricked her today. I told her I had a ‘boo boo’ on my lips, and she kissed me without even hesitating. HA! Point for Mom!
Speaking of boo-boos, everything is very dramatic with boo-boos now. If she gets hurt, she will point to her knee/leg/bum/arm/hand and we’ll kiss it and it’s immediately better. She had skinned knees last week and for days was pointing to them and saying ‘boo boo!’ and Dan said in the car on Saturday, she kept leaning down and kissing her knees.
She love love loves to dance. She’ll stand in the middle of the room and twirl around in a circle, waving her fingers around. Cutest. Ever.
We can no longer dress her laying down. As soon as her diaper goes on, she rolls over and stands up so we can put her shirt and pants on that way. She likes to ‘help’ and watch herself in the mirror.
*knocks on wood* *whispering* She has been sleeping so much better lately. For the last 2 weeks. After nearly 2 months of feeling like we had a newborn again, it’s been WONDERFUL.
And finally, forget potty training, forget getting rid of The Bottle. Our crowning achievement of the month? She knows The Steelers. She sees the logo on ANYTHING, and she points and says ‘Seee-leeer!’
I’m so proud.