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Archive for October, 2012

Totally a Toddler

Well, I guess I can’t think of my Little Prince as an infant anymore. He is 100% a toddler.

When LP and I walked into daycare on Tuesday, the director looked up and said, “LP’s mom.” At first I was worried something was wrong, but then she told me that he’s progressing so well that they wanted to start transitioning him from Infant C to Toddler 1 (the 18-24 month room). She wanted to make sure that I was okay with it. I asked if she thought that he was developmentally ready and she said that he was. So I said Ok. I brought him into the Toddler 1 class and he immediately seemed comfortable there. He’s been in class with some of those children before so it’s not all new to him.

I had two thoughts going through my head the whole time:
1. My little baby is growing up so fast!
2. Aww yeah, my kid is developmentally ahead of the other kids in his age range. My kid’s so smart ~does the Cabbage Patch arm thing~

Helping to push

Apparently he loves being in the Toddler room. He didn’t even want to go into Infant C at first this morning. They work on things like drinking from open cups and standing diaper changes and even some potty training (if the child is ready for it). And he’ll even be getting some Spanish. I’m so super excited for him.

Of course on the flip side, we also got the 18 month sleep regression early; joy of joys.

Picking a pumpkin

Also over the weekend we went to a local church that had a large number of pumpkins. We picked out a large pumpkin (and two small ones).

A somewhat general update

I have this problem when blogging where I feel like I “ought” to blog something or I’ll want to write about a specific topic or I’ll feel like I need to complete X before I can get to the post. And then the moment passes, but I still feel like I “owe” people/readers/the blog the post I haven’t done yet, so I don’t post because until I can post what I “owe” I shouldn’t post anything else. Well, I’ve decided that that’s dumb and I should just blog what I want when I want. So there.

The key-monster makes it hard to leave for daycare/work in the morning.

To that end, here’s a catch-up on a whole bunch of stuff that’s happened since my last post in July.

  • Darius and I bought a house in the suburbs. It’s huge and we love it. LP loves it too as do the cats. We’re very happy here (even if we’re still not unpacked)
  • I had to take a business trip away from LP and Darius for several days. Everyone survived. I came home with over 70oz of pumped milk.
  • To that end, we’ve been working on a slight bit of gentle night weaning, based on Jay Gordon’s method. This really deserves it’s own post, but in case I never get to it, it’s going okay… most nights.

Sound asleep

  • LP is still on the super tiny side of things (at his 15 month checkup he was 9% for height and 2% for weight)
  • He has 6 teeth (4 top and 2 bottom)
  • He’s becoming a bit of a picky eater, especially at home

Clam chowder is yummy

  • He has more words than I can count, still signs, and is picking up more every day
  • He’s really into any word that has a hard K sound at the end: snack, sock, clock, milk, book, and duck are favorites.

Overall I’m really really enjoying this age. He’s moving much better (almost running), climbing all over everything, loves to giggle and laugh and play. He talks a ton and babbles even more. Sometimes he says the word babble. He also just picks up new things so quickly. The other day I taught him to do the Tarzan beat chest and go “ahhhhh.” It’s hilarious.

And life in the suburbs has fallen into a routine of come home, nurse, make/eat dinner and then go outside and play with the neighbourhood kids, then bath and bed. We even got him his own scooter-bike to play on.

Which isn’t to say there aren’t problems. He still doesn’t eat a ton, especially at home. I think it’s partly because he doesn’t always get the healthiest food at daycare and partly because he always wants to nurse when we get home and dinner isn’t too far after that and then he’d rather nurse than eat most of the time on the weekend. I’m trying to not freak out about it. I know he’s growing and healthy and hitting all of his milestones (surpassing many) and since he doesn’t have molars yet it’s not like it’s super easy for him to eat everything, but I still worry. And of course, like all toddlers he is very fond of the word “no” and will occasionally “have big emotions.”

But overall he’s a total joy and makes his mommy and daddy very happy.

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