12 and One

Twelve months have come and gone and we have a one year old!

She’s a super special kid. She’s one of those babies that, if all babies were like her, you would have 15 all in a row.

We were surprised by her appearance into our little world because of some health issues. We didn’t tell about her for a long time, because there were a few other issues and we are a little private about babies anyway. (No judgment for those of you that tell early, not at all, etc.)

Marci had some regular, normal pregnant pains, sciatic nerve problems, pelvic pressure, early signs of labor, false labors and then finally water breaking one day before a scheduled repeat c-section.

She was one of the calmest babies at the hospital….unless you messed with her during her meal time. Girly didn’t want anyone pricking, poking, and looking at her when it was near time to eat.

Flash forward to our one year well baby checkup. She was absolutely fine with the nurse or doctor out of her personal space. But if they got close enough to touch her, she fought them with everything in her. She was more upset with the man doctor than the woman nurse. (For the record, the doctor doesn’t give shots, the nurse does when he’s out of the room). When the doctor was looking her over, at times I had to hold her down or shield her eyes from him. She was signing “all done” or shaking her head “no”. And fighting…there was a good bit of fighting happening. If she had realized that she could have bit him, I’m sure she would have tried it. If he stepped back 3 feet, she went completely calm. The doctor is SUPER nice and very sweet to her. He has three kids, with one being very young. He knows what he’s doing. But he was pretty impressed with her fighting skills.

Moral of the story….maybe the medical field isn’t were this one is going.

She is now crawling. She kinda drags her right leg up under herself when she does. I’ll correct it, or she will, but she will quickly pull it back under herself. She pretty much roams around and plays with the different baskets of toys we have sitting out. And laundry…she loves laundry piles. Now if only she could fold…..

She is pulling up on things and makes it to her knees or one leg. She hasn’t ventured to two legs yet. She will stand up with support, but now prefers to get down and crawl.

She loves to figure things out on her own. She LOVES getting things out of bags and putting them back in. Boxes. She also likes boxes. Our kitchen is littered with different sized (clean) food boxes that she is exploring. She also loves the bottom dish towel drawer in the kitchen. We’ve deemed it her drawer and she can get out and put back as many towels as she likes.

She’s not attached to anything particular, except her Papa Bear…he’s her favorite.

She got her two bottom teeth relatively fast. But those two top teeth have been coming in FOREVER.

She now has one and half teeth on top, but no good pictures of it yet.

That hair and that face. She has pretty wild hair most of the time. For a long time…maybe 5 months, it stuck straight up. When she was first born and I first saw her, I thought the nurses had styled her hair in a Mohawk. Except with all my trying, I could not get her hair to sit down on her head. I thought they had used some baby oil or lotion, but we quickly found out that it was going to stay that way. Now, I battle with keeping a little rubber band in her hair to hold the wildness out of her face. Her main goal in life is to work the little rubber band out and throw it as far as she can. She’s also pretty serious most of the time. Unless she’s getting into something she’s not supposed to, then you’ll hear a little giggle. She will also shake her head “no” at you when you are asking her not to touch anything. She’s confirming that she shouldn’t be touching it. Just recently, she will shake her head “yes” when asking her a question. She also waves/signs for bye and hello. She will give a hearty “heh” when greeting people, when wanting attention or playing a game. She does a sweet little drawn out “hey” in the mornings and to her stuffed animals/dolls. She also is working on saying “hair”, but it comes out like “heh” as well.

We don’t do a regular cake for first birthdays. (Again, no judgments for people that do.) She hasn’t had something really that sweet yet, so we do simple banana bread as the first birthday cake. She’ll get a cupcake at the next birthday.

Despite all the pictures I took of her eating it, this was her best face. She ate it and was done. She was already pretty full from her supper, so it was an ending treat.

She’s legal now and she LOVES it.

She was exactly 20lbs at her last doctor visit. With all her moving around, she’s stalled a little in the weight and height gaining. It will all even out eventually.

She also loved all her gifts for her birthday.

(There’s that one and half tooth!)

Thank you for everyone that sent gifts, cards and thoughts her way on her special day in April.

She is a fun little girl and makes us smile and laugh all day long.

Maybe she’ll be a dentist though….

J