Catriona had her two year well baby exam yesterday. She is doing fantastic. She now weighs 27 pounds and is 34 inches tall - 50% for both on the growth charts. Her language development is off the charts and she chatted up both the nurse and the doctors. She had to get two injections to get caught up and that didn’t go over too well. But, she did spend the rest of the evening showing us her ouchies which was entertaining. We have to take her to a pediatric allergist for a follow-up becuase of a possible peanut allergy. Fingers crossed that it is nothing!
Yesterday we set up Catriona’s new big girl bed. I redecorated her room with “Mallory” bedding from Pottery Barn kids and Andrew assembled the twin sized bed we bought at Ikea. We showed Catriona her bedroom after we returned from her two-year well baby exam. She was so excited! She could not stop talking about her “big girl Cat Baby bed” and how mommy was going to sleep with her.
When bedtime rolled around, she was a bit hesitant. She wanted both Mommy and Daddy to put her to bed, which we did. After snuggle time and books, I put her in bed. She was a bit resistant - for about 3 seconds - but I told her that I would put on my pajamas and then go check back to check on her. She was asleep before I left the room.
Right now it is 6:13 a.m. and she is still snoring - I cannot wait to see her when she gets up!
Since vacation, which was spent June 28 - July 5 at the beach with all three grandparents and my sister and her son, Catriona was requested to be addressed as Cat Baby. She was a bit jealous of the attention that her 8 week old cousin received so she’s decided to be a baby, too. It’s quite cute - and a bit frustrating.
All clothes are baby clothes. She wants to wear the same three or four “baby shirts” over and over - her purple t-shirts, a blue shirt from the Children’s Place, and a pink/white long sleeve blouse that she outgrew probably nine months ago. Everyone else is trying to fight this, but I find it cute and frankly easier to deal with by ignoring.
Catriona now officially knows her colors. I’m impressed.
Last night, Catriona was a riot at the swimming pool. A few antecdotes worth highlighting:
Last night, Catriona and I snuggled on the chair in her bedroom. She was fighting sleep and fighting to get comfortable in my arms. I wanted to comfort her, distract her from the fidgeting. So I asked her to help me count. I thought I would count and have her repeat the numbers after me. But, before I could start, she bolted up right, held up her hands and shouted, “1. 2. 3. 4. 5.” And, she help up the correct number of fingers appropriately.
My girl can count. Wow!
Wednesday morning as I was getting ready to leave for my Uncle Michael’s funeral, you informed me that you are no longer to be called Nona. You are now Canona! It is so cute, but I already miss hearing you saying “Nona wants…
You are growing up too fast!
Today was a lousy day - overcast, raining off and on, cold (which seemed even worse given the 80s of the past few days), too much time to dwell on the past, and some fairly bad back pain. Given that, Catriona still managed to bring some light to the day.
In the late afternoon, around 4:30, I took Catriona outside for some fresh air. We couldn’t stay long becuase of the temperature. As we were returning to the house (she had ridden her tricycle to the neighbor’s driveway) she spied a large pile of a white substance.
“What’s that,” she asked”
“It’s bird poo,” I said. “We don’t touch that.”
“Ooh!”
Catriona climbed off her tricycle, bent to her knees and came down to her palms, bent directly over the bird poo. What the heck is she doing, I thought to myself.
The answer became evident quickly as I could hear taking in long deep inhalations through her nose. She was trying to smell the bird poo! After a few seconds of that, she rotated approximately 180 degrees so that she was facing the poo from the opposite direction. Again, she smelled the poo, this time lowering her face until she was about an inch from the white mess.
She slowly stood and wiped her hands. What was she thinking? Is she going to try to touch it?
She turned to face me and said, “Eeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww, mummy. Bird poo. No, no!”
That’s my girl!
Catriona:
Where has the time gone? It seems like yesterday you were our little “Old Man Turtle” and now you are a walking, talking little person. Today you turn 21 months old and I wanted to remember some of the highlights of the the past month:
Motherhood did not come easily to me. We struggled, I struggled, for the first part of your life and I never quite felt competent or confident as your mother. But, you know what? We’re getting there. I love motherhood now. I love being your mother - every day is such a fun day with you. And, I finally have confidence in my ability to mother you.
It’s been a while since I last posted. I was so afraid of “breaking” my site that I didn’t do the last two WordPress upgrades. But, I figured it was time so I went for it today. And, voila! I successfully managed the upgrade - as evidenced by the fact that my site still works. So, yay me!
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