Friday, April 19, 2013

oh me, she's 23 {months}...

I've written this post a thousand times in my head it seems, knowing full well that it is truly the last monthly update of your baby stage. While I'm certain I will still continue to write posts specifically for you, my sweet girl.  I also know that it's bit weird to be the mama that refers to her child as 26 months or 113 months.  That is weird, right?! 

You are 23 months old!  With the turn of the page, the next month ushers in your birthday month.  The month that changed my whole life. 

You are a pistol!  Independent and smart and witty and sassy and sweet.  All rolled into one.  You like to explore and figure things out on your own, but always ask for help if you can't quite get it.  You love to color {and yes, you still sneak a bite of your crayons from time to time!}.  Your favorite shows are Bubble Guppies, Team Oomie Zoomie and Dora! 

You are signed up to start dance classes in August at Kelly's Fine Arts.  You love to dance!  And to be honest, you've got rhythm.  Much different from your mama.  I took dance for a year and then wet the stage at my first recital {in a rather itchy and awkward lion costume, no less}, so my dance career promptly ended. 

You also love to sing.  You can put anything to song.  This is a talent you get from the Brown side of the family. 

You are still are 'Chatty Cathy.'  You can talk to anyone.  Anywhere.  Anytime.  Talking with you is my favorite thing to do.  You enjoy having your nails polished.  You are little bit prissy and little bit punky, all at the same time.  You will throw a ball and play rough and tumble.  But only after your nails have been polished.  And always with a bow in your hair!

{Dare I say this for all to see without jinxing anything!}   You are potty trained!  Five weeks ago we put you in big girl underroos and you have been using the potty ever since.  No accidents.  You still wear a Pull Up at night, but you wake up dry each morning. 

You have cut 3 of your 4 two-year molars.  You are wearing size 2T clothes and a size 6 shoe.  At your last doctor's appointment, you weight almost 29 pounds and were 34 inches tall.  Your hair is getting longer and it curls at the ends.  It delights me to no end!

You have a morning routine that is really quite hysterical.  Anything that veers off course tends to send you into a tail spin, making it more cumbersome to get out the door in the mornings.  You wake up and take your morning breathing treatment, while watching one of your favorite shows.  You then go straight to the potty, have your 2 vitamins, brush your teeth and get dressed; always putting on your shoes last.   Then, you like to see yourself in the full length mirror.  Such a girl!

You love rice, Saltine crackers, tangerines, ham, and pizza.  And anything sweet!  Gracious knows, you got my sweet tooth.  You are such a good little eater.  You will try just about anything before turning your nose up at it.  You are not a big fan of eggs, honeydew, aspargus, corn, or graham crackers.  You prefer water over everything else and think it is quite a treat when I mix a little bit of juice or Sprite with your water. 

My heart is tender for these past 23 months, as I have bathed in the moments from newborn to infant to toddler.  Each day you get a little bigger and little more independent.  Each day my heart grows a little more in order to capture all the love I have for you.  You have grown up in front of the camera because I don't want to forget a single moment.  Not a single one.  They are etched on my heart so deep that it is hard to breath some days.  My sweet angel girl, you are my Grace-gift.  Given to me from the Giver of all good gifts. He has entrusted you to my care and I take that honor very seriously.  There is no higher calling than to be your mama.  I pray I do it well; do you well.  You have done wonders for this heart of mine, my daughter.  And wonders never cease. 

With all my heart and love and gratitude on this day that marks the last month before your next birthday.

Love, Mama


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