Meandering.
I am going to resist posting anymore on 'I want another wee baby versus I am done'. I am so full of it, and so molasses-ed out that I would end up doing Elsie Vs Elsie posts all the time. DH is clearer than me in this regard. It is me who keeps flickering (I am a woman, remember?). And I am in a continuous dialogue with myself over it with changing conclusion every time. I think it is too convenient to decide to not try. I still feel a stab I see someone having more children. Go me.
Life has been full speed. Figlia is growing up every day. New phrases here, newer milestones...plus she has decided fake crying can get her things, and can she cry!
On parting this last time around, my mother advised to curb the number of 'No(s)' I belt out. I think she had a relevant point to make.
My mother kept on packing her things into her suitcase. Figlia kept on pulling stuff out. I would have flown through the roof, but my mother just kept at it. My patience is definitely thinner.
Figlia is almost 16 months now. She seems to now be trying new behaviours too. Determined, she always was. Now it is coupled with a lot more things.
Figlia will just not look at you if she does not want to. She loves cheese, and yesterday evening after she was home from the daycare, I was feeding her some.
She had some eager bites and then wandered off to the other end of the room. I kept calling her name. Of course she heard it, but she was so busy with bringing things down that she refused to even glance back from her activity. I called her name. Again, and again. Till I stopped. I realized that I had actually started screaming her name, and that I was getting more and more angry.
I was tired. So I just shut up. Eventually, she realized that there was cheese hanging from her beloved heaven's gift of a mother's fingers so she came back for it.
She wants to be held but not too much. She hugs me but if I try it, she will run away. She now refuses to let the comb run through her hair. The toothbrush is a sworn enemy. Things are falling out of kitchen cabinets. She is climbing up stools and tables and pushing things from point A to point B. The TV is shedding sad tears because its buttons are poked all the time.
The remote is permanently missing the 'OK' button. She threw away a book because she attempted to swipe her fingertip on it like the Tab we have and the book remained stationary. She threw my phone off the balcony. She eats oranges like a grown-up. I just have to do away the rind and lookout for seeds, but no juicing for this baby.
And potty training? I have not really attempted it. Her daycare asks for a heap of pajamas now, because they tend to keep her diaperless for most of the day now. I think she will eventually learn to understand about the bodily functions of the other end. The truth is that she now says things that indicate she has peed or pooped. She says them after she has done it. But it is a start, right? Also, she is still needing the bottle to go off to sleep at night, and does take milk during the night, so she does wear diapers through the night.
If your roosters have gone away for summer breaks, ask for my daughter. She wakes up 5:30 - 6:00 am, and begins the day with a trail of blabber.
Enough, now?
Ha, lots of things sound familiar (including the lack of patience and screaming on mommy's end, although I'm mainly doing it at the preschooler old), although our 15-month old loves cuddles and likes the toothbrush, but mainly to suck on...
ReplyDeleteJeez, potty training already at 16 months? Wow. We're still lightyears away from that with the baby but in full regression/acting up mode with the preschooler...
Oh, how I hated the early morning wake-up call. Mine still wakes up at 6...but she's not allowed to bother me before 6:30.
ReplyDeleteI think kids, and little girls especially, hate being ignored. You're far better to wander off to do your own thing - it will distract her enough to come looking for you.
Stevie wakes up around 5.30-6 am. Drives me up the wall, especially since he is so god darn happy and chirpy about it! And George does the ignoring thing to perfection, I feel like having a teenager, he is so good at it. And then he has the cheek to innocently turn around and ask 'me?!'... And smile. So yeah.
ReplyDeleteMy patience has left me, as usually, for someone else younger. :-) It makes me want to be a better mum each and every day. Which in turns makes me feel very much like a failure. I just wish I weren't so tired all the time. So Stevie, just go back to sleep!
We haven't even considered potty training V, he doesn't even seem to understand most of what we're saying or is going on. We're still struggling with communication. I think that if you're making progress, that's great.
ReplyDeleteAnd she sounds like such a handful :) In a good way, but I'm sure it's exhausting. V has me running constantly, so I can sympathize.
Our kids sound so similar. Busy, busy, busy! No potty training here but it sounds like Figlia is starting. Jack was 2.5 when we started and was potty trained by his 3rd birthday. Charlie's up between 5:15 and 6. If he starts crying at 4:40 which occasionally happens I let him do it off and on until 5:30. I don't go into him and he will usually fall back asleep here and there.
ReplyDeleteShe sounds like she is becoming such a little person! Even when in the minute details it can be frustrating, it is such a marvelous thing to step back from and behold. Autonomous! With opinions! Beginning to be able to communicate said opinions! Living with two cats for many years, I often felt like I had perpetual toddlers. We've had them 10+ years and they still don't talk; I've had Gwen almost 18 months (18 months tomorrow!) and already she can communicate far better than the cats can. Wow.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry about those early morning wake-ups! We're finally back to a get-out-of-bed-around-7:00 routine, though she starts waking around 6:00. Having a dim light on and a few books in the bed has helped tremendously, as far as I can tell she'll read for a bit and fall back asleep. Hurrah.