Dear Elle: You’re 10 Months Old!

Dear Elle,

 

I think I should probably get a ‘bad mommy’ warning, as I began wondering yesterday about this letter to you as you turn 10 months old, and checked the date on my phone, only to realize that I had missed your 10 month old birthday by a whole crazy day! I beg forgiveness, of course, and offer up the following excuses: I started a new job last week; we spent the weekend at the lake last weekend; I’ve been busy…err…well…they’re not great excuses, but the big one is – I got us a new job! That means that I spend EVERY morning with you now, and (most) evenings (like tonight, I missed you but for a glimpse because of golf league).

 

Anyway, this is about YOU my best, most favorite girlie. Now that you’re 10 months old, let me tell you a few things about yourself. You are not a picky eater, but you’re very definitive about WHEN you will eat. If you are not hungry, there is no budging you. You pretty much eat anything (except baby food bananas are NOT your favorites) and you are starting to most enjoy doing things yourself. Which I love. I love, love, love when you’re independent and I see that personality and sense of determination come out. Sometimes, it’s not in my favor (like when you’re upset). But, I just LOVE that about you.

 

I also seriously think you have one of THE BEST SMILES (all mommies say this about their girlies, I think…or they should).

 

You have this fun sense of humor, and I feel like something that I see in you that I have in me is to laugh when someone gets in my way…mainly to piss them off, but I really think that you just inherited this trait somehow. You laugh at the perfect timing in trying to pull one over on me, getting into something you know you’re not – or standing up in the bathtub, also a new favorite thing to do.

 

In the last month we’ve had to block off the fireplace upstairs, because your Dad and I learned too slowly that you were NOT going to listen to ‘no’ and that you were going to play in that fireplace regardless of what we did or said. So, for the time being we’ve out-foxed you with a decorative gift box/stuffed ladybag/blanket basket fence around the fireplace. I’m fairly certain that you’ll out-smart us by the time the next month’s letter comes ‘due’.

 

You’ve become more clingy to me — I’m not sure if that’s because now that I’m home more consistently, you’re more used to ME or if it’s just a thing that babies your age do. I think maybe a little of both.

 

You are taking steps and, when you don’t realize it, walking without help. You love the little walk-behind toy at your Grandma Karen’s house and the one at our house. You still LOVE ‘school’ and I seriously love watching your face when I open the car door and I say ‘we’re at school!’. You have great teachers and friends at school — you do art projects and have snack and naps and play toys. And you really, really love it.

 

You do this thing, too, when you eat. You smack your lips together (I think I taught you this, my little mimic) and make this hollow sound. It just cracks me up.

 

Your biggest thrill remains shaking your head ‘no’ and you’re beginning to grasp what it means and how to use it to increase your cute-ness factor (or so I’m convinced).

 

You love your Dad so much, and he just adores you, which I LOVE. He taught you this month how to play video games (evidently you love XBOX – or so he says) and it made my heart leap a little when, the other morning, knowing how you love to knock down towers of your wooden blocks, he had stacked about seven little towers so that they’d be ready for the knocking-over when you woke up.

 

This month we spent some time at Clear Lake to spend time with your Great Grandma Judy’s brothers and sisters and their families – and I’m glad we did that and that you got to meet many of them. Your best girlfriend Joslinn (Drew’s sister) was born, too – though you guys haven’t met face to face, yet. Your friend Nolan’s Grammie passed away and shocked all of us — we’re still so sad for Nolan and his Mom.

 

And that – the unexpected way that Nolan’s Grammie died – has made me so grateful for the time that we do get with your grandparents, with each other. It scares my whole body and soul to think about losing anyone that we love — but the way that you, my girlie, fill me up — well, I can’t quite put to words what it is that you’ve done with my life, other than fill it up to and over the brim, so I’m overflowing.

 

With that, I head to bed. You’re asleep now but you’re teething (10 months old, still no teeth!) so who knows when you’ll wake up and be uncomfortable/miserable again.

 

Our lives changed so much for the better this month — I can’t wait to see what’s in store for us next. In the meantime, I continue to plan for that first birthday party of yours (I won’t miss that date!).

 

I love you incredibly.

 

Love,

Mom

 

 

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