I’d like to report a kidnapping- January 19, 2012
Our sweet baby slept through the night at like, 3 weeks old. No seriously. She took to breastfeeding right away and had no nipple confusion between breast and bottle. Her teeth came in with minimal disruption. Through most of her first year of life she has been an absolute delight, a very good baby.
I feel guilty writing all that. I promise I’m not bragging (much).
Wait! Don’t hate me yet. We’ve seen some changes in her lately.
This weekend she refused to put on her coat. When we tried to bundle her up, she thrashed around and threw herself down in a demonstration that would’ve stopped the NYPD cold if she were an Occupy Wall Street protester.
When we got to the park she took a ball from another kid and acted like we cut off her finger when we took it away from her.
I worked to “clean” her room and organize all her clothes. I let her “play”. This is what happened in 15 minutes…
She was hungry so we fed her. We placed the food on the tray in front of her and she knocked it all on the ground before screaming and glaring at us like we had poisoned it.
WHO IS THIS PERSON WHO HAS KIDNAPPED OUR BABY?!
Oh…a toddler.
I have to say though, she seems to be getting funnier all the time. We laugh every time she says, “Uh oh!” when dropping something. We scoop her up and smother her with kisses when she paddy-cakes or points to the dog and says “woof woof”.
Her hair is getting longer and we can do things like this in the bathtub….
Maybe the cuteness and hilarity of toddlerhood will help me get over the loss of my kidnapped baby.
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She’s a bit young, but 1-2-3 Magic has been great for us. There was a point where I thought I was going to have to call an exorcist for Will. Charlotte’ll be back once she gets it figured out (and once you get it figured out.) Just wait until you have to carry her screaming out of Barnes and Noble. It’s really fun.