My baby is TEN months old ! as of YESTERDAY -how has it been 10 months already?!-
10 months of so much change! so much growth, for her and myself. 10 months of solely breastfeeding this girl. I am proud and I am tired.
She is WALKING. yes walking! What a trip to see something so tiny walking! it's so cute! Walking around the house with that determined little waddle, knees too high, legs too far apart, arms flailing about. but somehow still taking a steady step, and another and another.. not only is she walking about, she's usually carrying something around with her - a back scratcher, a ball, an article of clothing. she has also figured out how to climb onto the couches.- we're in trouble! This little girl loves My Little Pony and to tell the truth i really enjoy it too! As soon as the theme song hits her ears shes bouncing her little booty to the sound and clapping her little hands together. I just love seeing the excitement grow on her face. It's pure joy! Her vocabulary improves by the day, I swear it,
you were standing at the back door looking out. "ouusiide" you said, "do you want to go outside Liberty?" asked Nana. you looked right at her and so surely replied "yeah" .
other words include, but are not limited too: "mama, mommy, hi, bye, nana, dada" and her absolute favorite "Banks" ( the cat ) but its more like "BAAANks !!" she loves that animal. He still remains unsure.
She's started voicing her displeasure at being told she cant do something, at times becoming very persistent and demanding her own will be done. what a strong will she has.. I'm not ready to being disciplining! I dont even know where to begin. I just want to be consistent, I want to be effective.
I just want to reason with her... people laugh when i say that, but I am serious! Why couldn't she at a young age be able to understand reason and make wise choices based on the outcome... eh, just some deeper thoughts.
anywho,
HAPPY 10 MONTHS OF LIFE MY LITTLE LIBERTY.
i love you i love you i love you
I cannot wait until your father can experience the joy you bring to life first hand. he is missing too much..
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