Have you ever had that feeling, that you just gave birth and now your baby is all grown up. Well, I go through this torment every day now. I love this new child of mine, that is so independent and communicative and creative. Goodbye baby - hello toddler!
If you are thinking now "Wait a minute, didn't her last Smilla update start quite similar to this", well that's because I still just can not wrap my mind around it. Eleven months have passed. I have ordered prints for her birthday invitations, put the 9-12 month baby clothes away and watched her down a whole Bavarian dumpling. It is all beyond crazy to me.
The good crazy though. Month eleven had so many new discoveries in store for Smilla. She learned how to clap. She learned how to dance. She learned how to W A L K with her learning walker. She learned how it feels to fall down and is eagerly, confidently getting back up again. That my friends, is the most valuable lesson of them all right there!
Not only has Smilla taken regular, good naps lately, but also snoozed for long, rejuvaneting stretches during the night. This could be, because I introduced essential oils to our nighttime routine; or because I now give her one bottle of goats milk formula in addition to her breastfeeds and her solids; or because she has matured and finally learned how to transition from one sleep cycle to the next on her own. Most likely it is a combination of all of these things. But let me tell you, it has been a revelation and a life-changer. I had completely forgotten what it feels like to wake up somewhat rested.
In month eleven Smilla showed you how tall she is by excitedly and proudly raising her little hands towards the sky. Two more teeth have popped though. Her hair has thickened up quite a bit and the little rat tail in her neck is almost long enough to put in the tiniest pony tail. She will expect you to tell her "oh look, you are so cute" whenever she lays her head sideways onto her shoulder. She will engage you in a game of peek-a-boo before you even know it! "Reading" her books and flipping through the pages is her favorite thing to do these days and I really hope this will continue all the way to college.
What I have learned in month 11
I don't actually know the words to my favorite Christmas song as well as I thought. Stricter nap times mean less freedom, but good rest also means so much more creative freedom. Baby's do not like to have their noses freed from boogers. Think what you will, but when to give which vaccines and in which combinations is still not an easy decision for me. Sticking to a minimalist shopping mentality gets oh so hard, when that gold tulle baby christmas dress is right in front of you. Apparently, not letting my child have a good taste of all the different christmas sugar cookies out there is very restrictive and conservative of me (according to some) - but I've never felt better about my decisions. One day I may throw all these rules over board, but for now I am sticking with what mine and Truman's gut says is right for our little girl!
What has your baby learned this past month? Are you loving Christmas time with your little one just as much as I do? And which parenting decisions that you made have been criticized? Share your stories in the comments below.
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