This month has been an introduction to the terrible 2s. NO seems to be your favourite word, and sometimes there are days where I wonder where my sweet baby girl went. I've become a master of distraction, because often I don't see the point in trying to force you to do something at that moment. I know there will be times when I'll need to discipline you, and I have had to raise my voice at you, and there have been times where I've shaken my finger at you, too. Some nights I lay awake feeling terrible because I yelled at you that day. But I guess we are both learning. So far, distraction seems to work best in situations where you are doing something you shouldn't be, or if you've gotten a hold of something, like my camera, that you don't want to give up. But each day is a challenge of finding ways to diffuse situations without either of us becoming upset. I know you are just asserting yourself and being stubborn and pushing boundaries (as I'm sure you will continue to do), and I really hope that you and I can always find some common ground to meet on without a major fight or upset breaking out. Perhaps this is idealistic, but I have this wish for us to always be as close as-- well, as close as a mom and daughter should be!
I firmly disagree with spanking or any kind of hitting as a form of discipline. And I think perhaps because of the difference in our childhoods, your Tatus and I disagree on this point. But so far you have not been spanked, even though there have been times where you have hit us. So far, our reaction is to shake our finger at you and say loudly "Don't hit." I think you are starting to get it. There are just somethings that you need to learn it's never ok to do, some things that you do that require a more stern reaction from us than others. And sometimes it is HARD to decide what is the proper action to take, especially when I'm feeling short on patience. But I think so far we are both doing pretty well.
On a lighter note, this month we had lots of outings--you had your first month of swimming lessons of which you missed 2 or three because you got really sick. The first lesson went really well because you were so darn excited to be in the water. But I think you just wanted to explore, play and do your own thing, not always what the teacher wanted us to do. Especially when it came to blowing bubbles in the water. Plus you have this habit of blowing UP when you tried to blow in the water, making your bangs ruffle instead of the water. :) Cute. In the last class you willingly went to the instructor as he was on the diving board, and he carried you to the end of the board (you were wearing a life jacket), crouched down, and dropped you into my waiting arms. And during almost every lesson you went under water as well. You passed the class, and we are very proud of how much you did participate. At the end of the last class you gave your teacher, Thomas, a high five, and after he'd left, you called out, "Bye Thomas!". This seems to be a habit with you, saying "bye" after the person has left. But you are getting better. :)
One action you have really mastered this month is RUNNING. You can really move now, and sometimes, especially when I have Lukasz in the stroller, it's hard to keep up with you!
Speaking of Lukasz, or "Woo-chie" as you call him, you are still a very loving and attentive sister. If he loses his soother, you are quick to put it back in his mouth, and there have been times when you've seen him drooling and wiped his mouth for me. :)
Your vocabulary has increased by leaps and bounds as well, and it's the most amazing thing to be around someone day by day as they learn to speak. Words stick in your mind at a rate that astonishes me some days. You are a master of descriptive words now, colours, sizes, shapes and numbers. You can count to eleven now, too!
I can't believe you are nearly 2 years old. I never imagined you would grow up this fast. I thought when I had a baby, I'd have a BABY for a while. But quicker than a wink it seems, you are off and running.
Even though you are not much for cuddling right now, there will ALWAYS be room for you on my lap, no matter what.I love you, my sweet baby girl,
Mommy
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