Dear Jellybean –
You are 18 months old today. It amazes me how quickly you seem to be leaving your babyhood behind while plunging full force into toddlerhood, and I do mean *plunging*. You are insanely active and utterly fearless. You take my “no’s” as mere guidelines in everything from jumping on (and off) the couch to climbing the highest slide at the park.

Your favorite things to do this month include wearing anybody’s shoes. If someone leaves a shoe out..chances are you’ll find it and put it on. You are especially fond of your rainboots, or Emma’s boots. And most of the time you are running around with just a diaper or a t-shirt on. With the rainboots. It is just too much cuteness.

You have also become an incredible “helper” to Mama. You love to use the broom, and “meme up” (clean up) your toys, and you are very fond of throwing things away. Everything. Daddy and I have to go through the trash periodically just to make sure you haven’t declared something garbage that really isn’t. Things I have found in the trash include: your baby, the remote, the dustpan (you were probably throwing the dirt in the dustpan away – so this is actually understandable!), Emma’s headband, Mommy’s cellphone – just to name a few.

You have also been very interested in the potty, so we are working on it. You are back to sleeping 12+ hours at night (Thank God for huge favors), and now that you are able to vocalize your wishes, there has been a little less screaming and a little more peace around the house, as well.

The talking is probably the biggest change, from even one month ago. I cannot even remember all of the words you know. It is definitely well, well over a hundred. You will repeat anything anybody says to you, especially Emma. You can put little couple word sentences together. And, the craziest thing, is that you get concepts…like “heavy.” If you pick something up that is just a little too big for you to lift you say “oh…heaby!” Some of my very favorite words you say include: wub you (I love you), oh no!, bess you (bless you), elcome (you’re welcome), peas (please), mahwr? (more), tankle (twinkle) and of course, Mommy! It makes my heart soar when I come home or walk into the Kids Klub at the gym, and you come running full speed screaming “Mommy!” and then throw yourself into my arms and say “Ah Mommy” with a little sigh. All I can do is think, “yes, this is what being a Mom is all about.”

Oh, and your kisses! Daddy and I laugh so hard at your kissing technique. I may have to try to capture it on video because it is just so hard to describe. If I ask for a kiss, you stop what you are doing, become deadpan serious and just move your face straight towards my face. You don’t pucker up, but you just press your lips to mine and then you back straight away. It is almost like you are a robot! And so serious. It is just too funny.

There is just so many things you do right now that reminds me that this is absolutely my favorite age! Even with the “terrible-2” temper tantrums looming, I just love the active, curious, excitable stage you are at  –  even though, most of the time, it goes against all of my clean, orderly sensibilities.

I think the major responsiblity of a parent is to steer their children down the right path. Helping them to “figure it out” for themselves, but always being close by to pick them up and kiss away their tears. In theory, this is a brilliant plan, but it is much harder to practice. I am trying to really stop and just let you go. Just be a kid, be messy, be curious, be active. Be…you.

But each little step you take away from me, also breaks my heart a little, too.

I am happy to follow behind you while I still can and help pick you up. Just please don’t run away too fast.
I love you,
Mommy

So big news on the Addie front this week.

We have pee’d in the potty again…and continue to love sitting on the potty. So I’m moving forward in the potty training. I figure if she is interested, I might as well take advantage of it.

Also, I finally just cold-turkey’d the bottles. Come to find out that was a big part of why she was getting up in the middle of the night. She and I were at Target the other night and she saw some “Do-do” cups (that is Dora to those not in the “know) and I told her that they were only “milk” cups. She was quiet for a minute and then said “milk!” So I bought them and a few others I thought we would try, and I have only offered her milk in a sippy or through a straw. The first night was a little rough when she kept pushing away the cup and insisting on “MILK!” But I just kept giving her the cups saying, “here is your milk.” And she got it. And…has been sleeping through the night 7pm-7am. If only I had known…and if only I could’ve gotten her to take a bottle the FIRST year of her life.

She also got her 18month checkup today. She is in the 60th percentile for weight and 88th for height!! She is soooo big. Our little “tiny” nickname really doesn’t fit her any more – she really is catching up to Emma.

I also asked the pediatrician about her clumsiness…she seems to be falling down. A lot. And the pediatrician said she could possibly have a little big of equilibrium imbalance due to her colds/ear problems. Or it could just be because her center of gravity is “all up here” and as she said it she motioned towards her head – but she kind of made a “big head” motion. She had just told me that Addie’s brain development is spectacular and her head is really growing…but now I think she may have just been telling me that I have a child with a very, big head!

But overall analysis…she is perfect. Which we already knew. And with the sleeping thing getting all figured out she is getting more perfect by the day night!