Dear Moses,
Your attitude has improved a little the past week or so, thank goodness. You've been so incredibly hard the past few months but you've been entertaining yourself a little better and not fussing quite as much. I don't really know the reason for the behavior change but hey, I'll take it!
You've recently started refusing to sit in your high chair which has made meal time kind of a drag. I have to follow you around the house putting bites of food in your mouth as you toddle around. You're a man on a mission and you're not about to be slowed down by being strapped into a dang high chair! Your favorite activity lately is to empty drawers and cupboards. It's a real problem. Your favorites are the kitchen drawer full of cooking utensils, measuring cups, etc, and the cupboard under the kitchen sink with cleaning products. You also like to go through the cupboards and drawers in my bathroom while I'm getting ready for the day. You like to take my perfume and makeup out and carry it around the house. I swear, I spend half my day cleaning up the messes you make!
You favorite toy these days is lighters! You know, like the kind that make fire. You fuss for them until I finally give in and hand them to you and then you walk around the house holding them up proudly. We rarely light them for you, but when we do, you think it's the greatest thing ever, naturally. You also love to wear a backpack around the house. It's my absolute favorite.
You've perfected the art of the perfect tantrum. When you're upset, you can turn on the tears faster than anyone I know, rock your whole body back and forth, and roll around on the ground. These tantrums are always very dramatic and occasionally, you'll glance over at me mid-tantrum to make sure I'm watching it. It's completely hysterical. Lately, this has happened every time I'm trying to cook and I don't let you up onto the counter by the hot stove to stir it yourself. You act like your world is going to end if I don't let you cook the hot, grease-spattering ground beef in the screaming hot pan.
You've perfected the art of the perfect tantrum. When you're upset, you can turn on the tears faster than anyone I know, rock your whole body back and forth, and roll around on the ground. These tantrums are always very dramatic and occasionally, you'll glance over at me mid-tantrum to make sure I'm watching it. It's completely hysterical. Lately, this has happened every time I'm trying to cook and I don't let you up onto the counter by the hot stove to stir it yourself. You act like your world is going to end if I don't let you cook the hot, grease-spattering ground beef in the screaming hot pan.
You're finally learning to descend our stairs! You did the whole staircase on your own for the first time just a few days ago. I was so proud. And happy. We've had baby gates up for months now and I'm really looking forward to taking them down soon. They're kind of a pain. I'm going to wait to take them down until you've totally mastered them and I feel confident that you're not going to fall. You're our only baby that hasn't fallen down the stairs yet, so let's keep it that way, shall we?
You're becoming an even more confident walker. I wouldn't say that you're able to run yet, but you're definitely getting faster. The only time you ever fall down is when you're wearing slippery footie pajamas or socks on the hardwood floor and you have no grip.
Nursing is still going great! I'm so happy that we've made it this long. My goal is to keep doing it until you're two and right now, I doubt we'll have any problem making it that long. You still seem very interested in it. You nurse when you wake up in the morning, around 12:30 at nap time, and when I put you to bed. Your nap is usually pretty long, usually about 2 hours. Sometimes I leave you in your crib for a few extra minutes to get a little more done before you're up and tearing the house apart again!
You've gotten really bad about getting in your car seat the past few weeks. Every time I try to put you in, you stiffen your whole body and scream bloody murder. You're a strong little cuss! A lot of the time I'm sweating by the time I'm finally done wrestling you in. It's crazy! I try to make as few trips as possible because it is quite an ordeal to get you in safely.
Mo, you're amazing. I love watching your personality emerge more and more every day. You are funny, sweet, smiley, and full of opinions. I feel so grateful to be your mom and treasure my time with you. I still feel sad every time I think about you being my last baby so I try to not think about it too much. I don't know if I'll ever feel okay about it. I pray for peace and hope it will come. I wish I could bottle you up like this forever!
Oodles of love,
Mama
You've gotten really bad about getting in your car seat the past few weeks. Every time I try to put you in, you stiffen your whole body and scream bloody murder. You're a strong little cuss! A lot of the time I'm sweating by the time I'm finally done wrestling you in. It's crazy! I try to make as few trips as possible because it is quite an ordeal to get you in safely.
Mo, you're amazing. I love watching your personality emerge more and more every day. You are funny, sweet, smiley, and full of opinions. I feel so grateful to be your mom and treasure my time with you. I still feel sad every time I think about you being my last baby so I try to not think about it too much. I don't know if I'll ever feel okay about it. I pray for peace and hope it will come. I wish I could bottle you up like this forever!
Oodles of love,
Mama
17 Month Stats:
Height: 32.5 inches (69th percentile)
Weight: 25.8 lbs (88th percentile)
Head Circumference: 19.1 inches (84th percentile)
