For the longest time, I thought Annika would be a baby forever.
Of course, that's ridiculous. I knew that logically. But there was something in my brain that couldn't let go of the image of us as mother and baby forever. The idea that she would grow up seemed so far off in my mind that I just concentrated on her as a baby and read books on babies and thought baby thoughts.
Then over the past couple of months, I realized with a horror that she is almost 2!
Two freakin' years old! Where did these past two years go? It seemed like only a few months ago I was still pregnant and then giving birth, cuddling my sweet, soft, newborn.
It's a little early for this post, I realize, since her birthday is not for another month and a half (May 10 if you want to send gifts, LOL). But for some reason, this seemed like the appropriate time to write about it. Maybe it's because I've realized that my memory is never going to be the same again and since I'm thinking about it, I should do it now. There is something about becoming older and having failing body parts that makes you start to really live in the moment. :)
But anyway, Annika has been developing rapidly as of late.
She has start saying, "Cool," and "Cause," as pat responses. She tries to work remotes and she actually succeeds more often than I expect.
She has recently started to bargain with me, which trips me out.
She has gotten picky about what she wears and when she likes her outfit, she pulls at her shirt and says, "Annika cute."
She knows all her colors. She can count to 10 and is beginning to recognize most of the numbers in random spots. She likes to sing the alphabet, although she can still only get up to ABCD, then H, by herself. She also knows XYZ.
She has favorite foods already. She loves cashews and cantaloupe and chocolate. She refuses to eat vegetables even though during her first year she gobbled them down voraciously much to our (and everyone we told) surprise. She requests pizza occasionally.
She's such a, a, a, dare I say it? A KID! Oh my god. And it just happened overnight.
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Thursday, April 1, 2010
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Its crazy isn't it??? And its not just because she's your first baby that you are so amazed by this process. It simply never ceases to be amazing. Isnt it crazy how they care about their clothes and understand concepts such as "cute"? Good for you for writing it down because you really will forget some of these precious moments if you don't have reminders. On that note, I'm going to crawl into bed with my little girl (no longer a baby herself). In the dark all cuddled up next to me, she seems a whole lot smaller.
ReplyDeleteIt's all so bittersweet. I look forward to when she's older and we can hang out doing fun stuff like riding bikes and watching movies. But then I wish sometimes that she was in infant again, as exhausting as it was.
ReplyDeleteThis made me want to cry, and I really did tear up! Maybe because my little BABY girl [Alegra]is 1 year & 10 days younger than Annika, maybe because the picture of your big girl [sorry! ;)] is so dang cute . . . or maybe because you hit it so perfectly squarely on the nose!
ReplyDeleteAwww, thanks Connie. Enjoy those baby moments, before you know it, you'll be right here with me.
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