It has been a beautiful month in so many ways even through all the grief, tears and pain.
The beauty of her personality shining through. The beauty of our never ceasing prayer warriors. The beauty of leaning on God like never before. The beauty of that first kiss or hug that was given and not asked for. The beauty of having someone to call you momma and daddy. The beauty of her reaching for our hands before we eat to pray and her voice singing loud blabbering along with us. The beauty of her just taking the world in. The beauty of sleep.
But I do feel as we have aged 14 years in that month. It's ONLY been a month?? If G wasn't already bald, he would be now. :) I have more and more glitter (that's what they call it now days) peeking through my hair.
I asked him today... Do you feel surrounded by crying females? (It's kinda like that question.. Does this dress make me look fat?). Probably no right answer.
This evening we went out to play with her in the yard. Does every almost 3 year old have a attention span of 2.5 seconds? Oh my word. Shoot me now, it makes me about hyperventilate.
" Here is a ball, let kick it, but oh here is a leaf. Let's pick that up. Oh another leaf. Oh, that's a bird, I don't like it, I'll hide behind a parent. Oh I see a ball. Let's play ball. But half way to the ball, I see the picnic table. Let's crawl on table and pull at the flowers. Oh. Dad has the ball and I want it. NOW. Oh another leaf. There are leaves everywhere. I must take them to the fire pit. Oh, I'm cross now, mama has MY ball. I want it. Oh there is my trampoline. Let's jump. Maybe. Maybe not. I see water, let's slash. Oh, I think there is a ball over there. "
If you can't shoot me, can you at least knock me out with the ball????
This morning I went to the mall to walk with a friend so that we both could get out of the house with our daughters. It was heavenly... Just walking at a slow speed.
This afternoon I vacuumed the house, part of it with her on my shoulders until she was pulling my hair out. She doesn't like the sound of the vacuum. She was getting a little better about it till we were finished. She loves loves loves to help. It's painful but I do try to have her help. She sprayed the windex with my help. She got her own rag to help wash the kitchen floor. We even make some sugar cookies out of one of those packets. She helps hand the clothes up to the washer and then wants to put them in the dryer.
She randomly sings the first tunes of running over and deep & wide. Side note, she apparently needs less sleep than mama. She understands probably 90% of what we address to her. She doesn't speak it, but understands. Like open the door, or close, back up, or go downstairs, outside, pool, going on a walk, want a drink, are you hungry, come, take this to the trash, put this on your high chair, eat this and I give you this, wait here, don't touch, read a book, hot, cold, change your diaper, stroller ride, daddy's home... The list could go on and on.
Her words.. Yogurt, banana, apple, ball, car, duck, mailbox, sign, monkey, puppy, flower, shoes, baby, pool, glasses, eyes, nose, toes, tree, leaf, I love you, I see you, peekaboo (sounds like beyou), mama, daddy, grandma, Josie, running over, oh dear, excuse me, ouch...... That's about a word a day. It blows my mind of the changes that she has faced in the last month.
Hey, if you know shoes, I love you, glasses and pool... What else do you need?? :)
She never ceases to amaze us on how much she is learning in just these few weeks.
Our sleeping has gotten better. We have a little routine. Bath, then a lotion massage that lasts foooooorever and lavender.... Until her eyes get so heavy. Then a minute or two holding her and into the crib without much fight. G can put her down too, we take turns.
But no naps. Period. But she will get old someday and seriously regret that. Sooo not my fault.
I was rarely home when G came home because I worked later days. I am sooo excited to see him pull in now. Yes it's because I miss him myself. But I also miss him for us. Josie is soo excited to see him and likes to follow him around. I like that. ALOT. Lol.
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