Watching: Fixer Upper (HGTV). I've got a new hero and her name is Joanna Gaines! She loves God, her husband (who is hilarious), her 4 kids (2 boys, 2 girls), and fixing up houses. This show has singlehandedly convinced me that it wouldn't be such a bad thing if the Coast Guard sent us to Texas. And that is saying A LOT!
Listening To: Steffany Gretzinger The Undoing. I love Bethel Music, and this solo album by Steffany Gretzinger is impressive as well. Track Number 3, "Out of Hiding," is my favorite, but this whole album is great for worship and reflection!
It's birthday month here, where we turn our attention to babies 1 and 3 (and a handful of other relatives as well). But now that that's behind us, I thought we'd take a little time to focus on our 15 month old. It helps just to type that out, because up until recently I was thinking she was still "just 1."
It certainly helps, with all the nursing, not-eating-other-food, not-sleeping, not-walking bit to think of her as a bit younger than she really is. And now I can hear you all, laughing under your breath, saying, "But Janine, you SAID you wanted to keep her your baby forever." Well, let's just say that sometimes those words come back to haunt me!
|My typical downward view, a baby clinging to my legs.|
|She's my buddy.|
So it was back to boot camp. I've decided that my hard and fast rule is I'm not going to feed this baby anymore between the hours of 10pm and 5am. Sometimes it's not an issue, sometimes I spend a bit more time laying in bed listening to her cry at night. But typically, if she does wake up, she can put herself back to sleep within a few minutes. It just FEELS like an eternity when you really just want to go back to sleep yourself.
|Our first ever family bike ride (with all 6 of us), and yes, I wore her on my back in the Ergo. There is much more to the story so I think I'll save it for an entirely different blog post.|
Early wake-ups are a different story. All my kids woke up early at this age, so I'm feeling gracious. Plus, as much as I love my sleep, I love baby snuggles more. So if she wakes up sometime after 5am (which is about 6 days a week right now), I nestle her in bed with us. Most of the time, I never fall back to sleep. But I can't deny I love having her there. For an hour or so each morning she's back to being my baby baby--her sweet breathing, those little sighs, the way she molds herself against my chest so perfectly--it's just heaven.
|Lil' Sis found Big Bro's leftover banana "ice cream."|
|And she licked the bowl clean.|
|So far, there are only two foods that she consistently seems to "like": ice cream and Chick-Fil-A hash browns.|
|That time she tried to eat with her feet.|
|There was that one day when she couldn't get enough of yogurt ... but she's refused to eat it ever since.|
|The dishwasher--her favorite.|
|That pigtail though!|
|Back in September, the first time she "walked."|
|How you can usually find Joci ...|
|---wrapped around Mama's legs.|
|"Bye" in Lowe's.|
And in one final development, our baby took her first steps this week! Nonnie and Poppie were here visiting over the weekend, and in typical Nonnie-fashion, Joci was enrolled in developmental boot camp within a few minute of their arrival.
After pulling out the clothespins and a few treats, Joci took her first tentative steps. And by the end of the weekend she was up to 7 steps!
Please note THAT TONGUE. It's been sampling the air since her most earliest days on earth, and it continues to be one of her signature moves today. And her stance. I call it the "gunslinger." She looks like she's ready to draw any second.
I hesitate to say she's walking just yet, since she hasn't done it since the weekend. (Don't tell Nonnie, but I haven't exactly been practicing with her either.) But at least we know we're well on our way! And that's okay. Because for the first time, I have a 15 month old and no promise of another baby on the way. And so, while I'm going to stop suggesting she stays a baby forever, I am going to be very careful to savor these last few days of her littleness, and her neediness, and her cuddliness. It won't be long before she's not hanging on to my legs anymore. And believe me, as much as I'm looking forward to that little taste of freedom, I know I'm going to miss those sticky handprints around my ankles!