Dear Baby Girl,
This year has been a very fun one. You came into this world and made a statement on June 14, 2005. Mommy was to be induced, and it was supposed to be a quicker labor than your sisters. It was, but only by 6 hours, which isn't that much considering that she took 26 hours to come into the world. Apparently, you were being a good teacher's daughter and had your hand raised and it got caught in your cord that was also wrapped around your head. That made for a rough entry, but you survived, and didn't seem to mind being yanked out.
When you were born, all of the nurses said, "Wow, she's a big one!" and they started laying bets on how much you'd weigh. Mommy guessed 8 lbs, and some ounces, and I was right. You were a chubby little 8 lbs, 4 oz. You had rolls that were so cute!
We brought you home and your sister was instantly in love with you. She rocked you to sleep in your car seat, she introduced you to everything in your room, and everything in your house. You were very nice and let her hold and cuddle you. You actually slept pretty good for a 4 day old, perhaps 3 hours straight.
When you were 2 weeks old, the screaming started. Your sister asked, "When will she stop crying, it's really hurting my ears." And I could only reply,"That's the way babies talk, we just need to help her and see what's the matter." We have lot's a great pictures with you screaming. We tried to take ones of you when you were peaceful and sleeping, but that really didn't happen very much at all. When you were 3 weeks old, we went to the doctor because I was sure that you had inherited the same trait that your sister had as a newborn...REFLUX! And it was confirmed, you did. We started giving you medicine, and you seemed a bit more happy.
You liked being held ALOT! You spent alot of time in the Baby Bjorn, which was fine with me and you. When you were 8 weeks old, you found your thumb, and it made you a very happy baby. You started sleeping for 8 to 10 hours a night! It was great. Mommy felt like a million bucks, except for the fact that you were a fiesty little sucker and you created a crater in the food source attached to mommy's body. We visited a lactation consultant only to be told that you were a really great sucker, and that it was likely that you would suck a wall if it meant that food would come out. We took you camping with some old friends when you were just 8 weeks old. You slept the whole night! No one could believe that you were a camper already.
A sad day came when you were about 3 months old. You started going to daycare because mommy had to go back to work. Daycare isn't a sad thing, but the one that you were in was. You were 1 of 10 kids there, and mommy had a really hard time leaving you there, so I made Daddy take you, and then one day when I picked you up, and you were laying in a crib and a humunguous child was trying to crawl in there with you, I started looking for better places.
Daycare #2, you lasted there for 3 months, but one day daddy went to take you there and Jerry Springer (a very weird, trashy, inappropriate talk show host) was blaring on the t.v. and a 4 year old and 2 year old were watching, we decided that probably wasn't the environment we wanted you to be in. Jerry Springer, and the fact that you were always buckled into your carseat no matter what time we picked you up.
Around 4 months, you got some nasty shots! And you stopped sleeping through the night.
Around 5 1/2 months, mommy decided that it was time for you to sleep in your own room. This was a hard decision, cause I really enjoyed your company, but I was sure that Daddy's snoring was waking you up and making us loose sleep.
BUT...You woke up in your room too.
When you were 6 months old, a wonderful woman named MiMi came into your life. She was your nanny. She loved you the minute she laid her eyes on you! And you loved her too! She took you for walks everyday, played games with you, cuddled you, made homemade baby food for you all in the comforts of your own home.
You hated your carseat. You just liked company! Mommy or Daddy's company.
We started feeding you lots of good food, and you loved it all! Vegetables the best.
Time flew by and all of a sudden you were 9 months old and you were crawling. It was a funny sort of crawl. You would crawl with one leg and 2 hands, and do a sideways drag and swoop with the other leg on hard wood floors, and normal crawling on carpet. Grampy used to say you were protecting your knees.
When you were 10 months old, you had the cutest curly hair, and you starting saying bye like a southern belle. But you didn't like it one bit if you were left in a room alone for one second. The separation anxiety had set in and it was the kind that you read about in books.
So once again, you were attached at the hip! And you cried alot. Your sister was really good at trying to distract you and make you happy. Sometimes you thought she was hilarious, sometimes not. She got frustrated with you, but she kept on trying. When you were 11 months old, you were cruising the furniture, and standing up and balancing on your own. You started dancing to music too. Very cute!
2 weeks before your birthday, you started walking. You looked too little to walk, but that did not stop you. Sometimes you try to run! But you are a bit clumbsy, so you've gotten some bruises, which are no fun!
On your birthday, grammy and grampy gave you a baby doll. You loved it, hugged it and said baby! You babble all of the time, I'm sure you saying lots of words, but I haven't figured out many of them yet.
You are now 1 years old, you have a very demanding, yet sweet personality. You are a girl who knows what she wants, and you are not afraid to throw yourself on the ground to let us know you mean it. You have just in the last week mastered sleeping in your own bed! Tonight we went through our whole bedtime routine, and I put you in bed, and you snuggled up, put your little
bum in the air and went to sleep! Woo Hoo! We love you baby girl, and we are so glad that you came into our lives and completed our family.
Love, Mommy
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