Has it really been almost 2 months…
Since my last post?
Really?
Well, I’ve been busy. Lily is movin’ an shakin’ these days, which means I am too. She is in a Mama-hold-me-all-the-time phase. It makes it kind of difficult to do things like eat, brush my teeth, use the bathroom, and blog. Carrying a child around half the day is hard on the body. I have knots and kinks all through my back, and my left hip feels like it’s permanently hitched to my 12th rib. I can’t imagine how I’d feel, if she were a big baby. Speaking of not having a big baby…
She had her 15 month check-up a couple weeks ago.
Height: 29.5 inches
Weight: 17.10 lbs
Head circumference: I don’t remember, but it’s in the 40th percentile.
She is little, not even on the percentile chart for weight, but she is healthy. That’s not to say that I didn’t spend the last two weeks living in fear that I am somehow starving my child. Darn those pediatric check-ups!
And while I’m here (because heaven knows when I’ll get around to blogging again) take a good long look at this sweet little face.
This is the face of a story time bully.
She picks on kids two to three times her size. She pushes them and chases them around wagging her finger saying, “Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na,” if they are being too disruptive by doing things like, dancing or sitting and eating a snack. She steals toys from smaller children. And the bigger ones too. Now that I think about it, she steals snacks (apparently everyone else has better snacks) and feeds them to smaller babies whose mothers are terrified of the flu virus and her unknown germs. She repays those mothers who have patiently dispensed their limited supply of snacks to her by giving them the stolen toys. She is the Robinhood of toddler story time.
Except for the pushing.