Last night the three of us went for a walk. You know how the little girl gets excited when she can run around a huge space well last night she got too excited and fell down the ground. It was not around the playground area so she got hurt. She scratched her upper lip a little and I think she also bit a little portion of the inside wall of her mouth. There was blood coming out of her mouth (okay sorry to be a bit detailed here but I really need to journal this), just a little but I knew it hurts. Poor thing, this is the first time she hurt herself like this. Of course it was an accident and a child will have bruises and wounds no matter how careful we parents are but still I feel awful for her. Hubby blames me a little just because I was watching her, well I know I would blame him too if he was watching her and this happens. A little milestone here, she climbed four steps of stair by herself. We don’t have stairs at home so she doesn’t get to practice but last night she did it. No camera though so no pictures…maybe next time.
I know every baby develops differently. I also know that all moms think their child is the most adorable little person. I do not compare my little girl to the child next to her. But what would you do if someone does? (This is just a question). I asked because a friend of mine (who doesn’t have kids yet) asked me this the other day. Clearly she doesn’t have any clue about motherhood and how it works, well I’m a mommy and I’m still learning everyday. So I told her the truth, how I don’t like my Iyah being compared with another baby, especially when its not in a good way. You see her pedia always tell us she will most likely be as tall as me when she grows up (and by as tall as me I mean she’ll be petite). Of course I know that this trait is genetic and my husband’s family is not tall at all and in our family only my dad is. Among three daughters no one got that from him. So I’m okay with that, but apparently some people could find this a flaw (lol) and would often mention this in conversations. So as my friend and I talked some more about her inaanak she asked me if I ever upset when this happens and what will I do to stop it. Well I would do nothing. It is normal for others to compare their child to yours (although sometimes I wish they would stop at some point) and I’m fine with it. I know there’s nothing wrong with my little girl and even if she’s not the tallest baby in the room she’s lovely and she has a charming personality. Yes and I know other moms think like this about their child too.
Yikes it’s almost one week since my last post and I’ve been tagged a couple of times by friends (I’ll get to them soon promise).
So more random blurbs about out little girl…
She sings. Yes she does! Well I can’t understand her words but we sing together in a duet, as in we’re face to face holding hands (lol) and she follows my lead. She will stop whenever I stop and sings maybe up to five lines before she gets bored and move on. She sings whenever she see someone singing on TV too. What is so funny about this is her facial expression, she look so serious and determine to hit the *notes* and it cracks me up everytime.
She climbs. On our computer chair that is, this is very dangerous and I try stop her everytime. She is really fast I tell you, and if you remove her from the chair she’ll be upset, lol. I think she takes up after me. She likes to climb on daddy’s lap too when he’s using the computer. She climbs to reach things too, she will push a chair and use it to climb and reach for something.
She’s got the look. I’m all up for her expressing her emotions even if it means seeing her upset or mad about something or someone. She got the mad look from me, I’m telling you she will stare at you and won’t blink an eye when you’re telling her no or stop it. Oh and when she’s happy you can’t help but smile too. She’ such a joy to be around.
She lies down. Whenever it’s time to change her diaper or drink her milk I would ask her to lie down and she’ll do so.
She brushes her teeth. Well almost anyway. After her bath I sit her in the sink to comb her hair, maybe cut her fingernails and brush her teeth. I’ll tell her to brush her teeth and she will immediately grab the soft cloth and proceed to *brushing* her teeth. I still do it for her and she still doesn’t like it very much but she gets the concept.
There’s more but this is all I can think about right now…