Sophia's new trick: Purposely dropping her sippy cup on the floor.
She only does this when she's sitting in the high chair but she does it after each sip she takes.
We have been showing her how to place the cup on the tray when she's done. But she only smiles and then extends the cup over the side of the high chair. She sends it over the left side of the chair, over the right side and even sends it over the back of the chair by extending her arm up over her head.
It's become a game she never get tired of playing, though we are tired. But I hate to say this game of hers also make me laugh quite frequently; so much so I try to hide it so as not to encourage her.
But I think she most definitely knows she's a little comedian.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
What a smart girl
When we were playing for bedtime tonight, I asked Sophia "Do you want Daddy or Mommy to rock you to sleep?"
She stopped what she was doing, crawled to the other side of the room where her favorite blanket was on the floor and put her head on it. Then she sat up and held the blanket up to us.
Amazing how much she understands at this age.
The other night when she wouldn't try her real green beans I said, "Sophia I promise you, you like the real green beans. You've had them before and they're just like these mushy green beans."
Then I sang the song we made up the first time she ate pureed green beans: Green beans, beans that are green. Green beans, beans that are green.
She smiled and then began to eat her green beans.
She stopped what she was doing, crawled to the other side of the room where her favorite blanket was on the floor and put her head on it. Then she sat up and held the blanket up to us.
Amazing how much she understands at this age.
The other night when she wouldn't try her real green beans I said, "Sophia I promise you, you like the real green beans. You've had them before and they're just like these mushy green beans."
Then I sang the song we made up the first time she ate pureed green beans: Green beans, beans that are green. Green beans, beans that are green.
She smiled and then began to eat her green beans.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Poor little baby
The past week has been a rough one for Sophia. She's getting three teeth at the same time: two beside her bottom teeth and a bottom molar.
With that, of course, has come a fever, a runny noise and a cough. The past couple nights she has woken up at least once in the middle of the night. But last night was the worst.
Every hour, or less, she would wake up because her cough was bothering her so much. And there was nothing that seemed to be helping.
Not the humidifier, not an elevated crib mattress, she didn't want much to do with any milk, juice or water, and rocking her was only a temporary solution. At one point she was kicking, screaming, and flailing her body around so violently that we joked at one point we needed to call in an exorcist.
She had no fever. And there was anything serious enough about her cough or the way she was feeling that we needed to go to the hospital.
It was simply a combination of being in pain from teething, sick, overtired and restless that made her so irritated.
During one of her middle of the night awakenings we were at a loss of what else we could do to calm her down. I got up from the rocking chair, turned on the light and reached for the box of Cheerios on top of the fridge.
"Do you want some Cheerios," I asked.
"Yes," Sophia answered.
We had found an answer. We put her in the high chair, poured some Cheerios on her tray and at 1 a.m. she feasted on some Cheerios.
With that, of course, has come a fever, a runny noise and a cough. The past couple nights she has woken up at least once in the middle of the night. But last night was the worst.
Every hour, or less, she would wake up because her cough was bothering her so much. And there was nothing that seemed to be helping.
Not the humidifier, not an elevated crib mattress, she didn't want much to do with any milk, juice or water, and rocking her was only a temporary solution. At one point she was kicking, screaming, and flailing her body around so violently that we joked at one point we needed to call in an exorcist.
She had no fever. And there was anything serious enough about her cough or the way she was feeling that we needed to go to the hospital.
It was simply a combination of being in pain from teething, sick, overtired and restless that made her so irritated.
During one of her middle of the night awakenings we were at a loss of what else we could do to calm her down. I got up from the rocking chair, turned on the light and reached for the box of Cheerios on top of the fridge.
"Do you want some Cheerios," I asked.
"Yes," Sophia answered.
We had found an answer. We put her in the high chair, poured some Cheerios on her tray and at 1 a.m. she feasted on some Cheerios.
It's Purplicious!
Every time Sophia sees this book she has to have it read to her immediately. She'll see the book, crawl over to it quickly and then look at one of us to read it to her.
She sits still for the entire book, I think because it has more colorful illustrations than any other book we've read to her.
But the best part of reading the book to her is how she kicks her legs in excitement when you near the end of the book. The last page says "Not just pretty ... It's purplicious" and each time we read that line we over exaggerate it with a Hooray! tone of voice.
Sophia loves it. She smiles, claps hands and almost always wants us to read the book again.
Monday, January 24, 2011
One year checkup
On Sophia's first visit to the pediatrician, I was still sore from the C-section, still on maternity leave and still so very new to parenting.
Today, I could carry Sophia into the office myself, had to return to work after her appointment and have a pretty good hang of this parenting thing.
I remember during Sophia's very first visit talking with a mom in the waiting room. She was there for her daughter's one year well check. The mom commented on Sophia, who was sleeping away in the infant carrier, and how she remembered her daughter's newborn days.
I looked at her daughter walking around the room thinking age 1 and walking seemed so far away.
But it wasn't.
Her checkup today revealed she's still as happy and healthy as the day she was born.
Sophia's stats at 1 year old: 29 inches long and 21.13 pounds. Her birth stats: 20 inches and 8 pound, 1 ounce.
And she's doing a lot more since those first days which were mainly sleep, eat and poop. She's pointing, standing, still thinking about walking, talking, giggling, smiling and loving us in every way.
Today, I could carry Sophia into the office myself, had to return to work after her appointment and have a pretty good hang of this parenting thing.
I remember during Sophia's very first visit talking with a mom in the waiting room. She was there for her daughter's one year well check. The mom commented on Sophia, who was sleeping away in the infant carrier, and how she remembered her daughter's newborn days.
I looked at her daughter walking around the room thinking age 1 and walking seemed so far away.
But it wasn't.
Her checkup today revealed she's still as happy and healthy as the day she was born.
Sophia's stats at 1 year old: 29 inches long and 21.13 pounds. Her birth stats: 20 inches and 8 pound, 1 ounce.
And she's doing a lot more since those first days which were mainly sleep, eat and poop. She's pointing, standing, still thinking about walking, talking, giggling, smiling and loving us in every way.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to our sweet Sophia.
I'm so glad we took this week off to spend with you in celebration of your birthday. We've done a little something special with each day this week: the zoo with Grandma and Grandpa on Saturday, shopping with your birthday money Sunday, the airport to pick up Grandpa on Monday, the library on Tuesday and today we continued the fun at the Glazer Children's Museum in Tampa.
The museum had plenty of play areas including a pretend grocery store, garden, port and vet clinic and you loved it all. You pushed the tugboats in the water while wearing an oversized yellow raincoat. You played in the garden with potatoes, carrots and lettuce, which you desperately wanted to eat.
At the vet clinic, you enjoyed the stethoscope and stuffed animals. We did a little pretend grocery shopping and pushed you around in the tot sized cart, and you played with building blocks and toy cars at the engineer shop.
You did it all and enjoyed it all.
Later in the afternoon we helped you open presents.
You were not too interested in your presents but very much interested in cake. When we sang Happy Birthday to you, you smiled at us as though you knew it was your special day that included cake.
You were dainty about tasting your cake at first, taking icing off of it one finger at a time. But eventually you were grabbing clumps of icing and then it was time to take a break and then a bath.
I'm so glad we took this week off to spend with you in celebration of your birthday. We've done a little something special with each day this week: the zoo with Grandma and Grandpa on Saturday, shopping with your birthday money Sunday, the airport to pick up Grandpa on Monday, the library on Tuesday and today we continued the fun at the Glazer Children's Museum in Tampa.
The museum had plenty of play areas including a pretend grocery store, garden, port and vet clinic and you loved it all. You pushed the tugboats in the water while wearing an oversized yellow raincoat. You played in the garden with potatoes, carrots and lettuce, which you desperately wanted to eat.
At the vet clinic, you enjoyed the stethoscope and stuffed animals. We did a little pretend grocery shopping and pushed you around in the tot sized cart, and you played with building blocks and toy cars at the engineer shop.
You did it all and enjoyed it all.
Later in the afternoon we helped you open presents.
You were not too interested in your presents but very much interested in cake. When we sang Happy Birthday to you, you smiled at us as though you knew it was your special day that included cake.
You were dainty about tasting your cake at first, taking icing off of it one finger at a time. But eventually you were grabbing clumps of icing and then it was time to take a break and then a bath.
A letter to Sophia
Dear Sophia,
Just a year ago, I met you for the first time but sometimes I feel like I've known you my whole life.
I worried often before you were born about having all the answers when it came to caring for you. But from the moment I first held you I felt instantly calmed that I would be good at this. When they put you on my chest after cleaning and dressing you, you were of course crying.
I talked to you softly. "Don't cry my Sophia, mommy's here." After some time of hearing me talk you calmed down and looked at me so sweetly. The way you looked at me was so comforting and reassured me that I would be good at this.
Every day I give it my all to be a great mom to you, and I always will. To you I am perfect just like you are perfect to me. Whether I'm dancing, singing, reading or making up silly games you enjoy all of it.
There's so much Daddy and I have enjoyed over this first year with you.
We loved staring at you as you slept so peacefully in the bassinet those first days you spent next to our bed. We were in awe of you and the fact that you are ours. We still can't believe how very lucky we are to have such a beautiful and perfect daughter.
We've loved those late night feedings even though we were so very, very tired. It was just more time to spend with you.
And as much as we like it that you have always slept so well at night and for naps because it gave us a chance to rest or take time for ourselves, we can't wait until you wake up so we can't hold you and play with you all over again.
Hearing you wake up in the morning is by far one of our favorite parts of the day. There's a rustling of the blankets from you moving all around your crib and after some time you begin talking away with your incredibly cute baby babble. And the moment you first see us enter your room, you always, always greet us with a big smile. It makes our day to have such a happy little girl.
We love taking you on adventures but you seem to love it even more. When we walk out the door with you, you giggle and smile like you know we're going somewhere as a family together.
And we've done lots of things and gone lots of places in just one year.
You've been to the park, the pool, the beach, the aquarium, the zoo, the art museum, the children's museum, the botanical gardens, baseball games (both Mets and Yankees), the pumpkin patch, grandma and grandpa's house, the library, mommy and daddy's work, birthday parties, restaurants, grocery stores and church.
Now that you're 1-year-old, part of me thinks, how did this happen, how did you grow up so fast. Then another part of me thinks you're only 1 and already you know so much.
You're so very smart.
You seem to understand a lot of what we say to you. Especially when we ask you if you want Cheerios or cheese.
And you most definitely know the sounds of a bottle being made. In fact, you know that sound so well that sometimes one of us has to take you into a different room while the other makes the bottle because you tend to freak out a bit.
You say dada, cat, dog (gog), yes, car, good girl, sheep (shap) but not yet mama though I swear you call me Grace sometimes.
It's been an incredibly quick first year with wonderful memories. It is truly bittersweet watching you grow up. Of course we're sad that you are growing out of the baby stage and becoming a toddler. But we are so very excited to see what you will do next, what your interests will be, and what life has in store for you.
Nothing but great things I'm sure.
We love you So.
Love, Mom and Dad
Just a year ago, I met you for the first time but sometimes I feel like I've known you my whole life.
I worried often before you were born about having all the answers when it came to caring for you. But from the moment I first held you I felt instantly calmed that I would be good at this. When they put you on my chest after cleaning and dressing you, you were of course crying.
I talked to you softly. "Don't cry my Sophia, mommy's here." After some time of hearing me talk you calmed down and looked at me so sweetly. The way you looked at me was so comforting and reassured me that I would be good at this.
Every day I give it my all to be a great mom to you, and I always will. To you I am perfect just like you are perfect to me. Whether I'm dancing, singing, reading or making up silly games you enjoy all of it.
There's so much Daddy and I have enjoyed over this first year with you.
We loved staring at you as you slept so peacefully in the bassinet those first days you spent next to our bed. We were in awe of you and the fact that you are ours. We still can't believe how very lucky we are to have such a beautiful and perfect daughter.
We've loved those late night feedings even though we were so very, very tired. It was just more time to spend with you.
And as much as we like it that you have always slept so well at night and for naps because it gave us a chance to rest or take time for ourselves, we can't wait until you wake up so we can't hold you and play with you all over again.
Hearing you wake up in the morning is by far one of our favorite parts of the day. There's a rustling of the blankets from you moving all around your crib and after some time you begin talking away with your incredibly cute baby babble. And the moment you first see us enter your room, you always, always greet us with a big smile. It makes our day to have such a happy little girl.
We love taking you on adventures but you seem to love it even more. When we walk out the door with you, you giggle and smile like you know we're going somewhere as a family together.
And we've done lots of things and gone lots of places in just one year.
You've been to the park, the pool, the beach, the aquarium, the zoo, the art museum, the children's museum, the botanical gardens, baseball games (both Mets and Yankees), the pumpkin patch, grandma and grandpa's house, the library, mommy and daddy's work, birthday parties, restaurants, grocery stores and church.
Now that you're 1-year-old, part of me thinks, how did this happen, how did you grow up so fast. Then another part of me thinks you're only 1 and already you know so much.
You're so very smart.
You seem to understand a lot of what we say to you. Especially when we ask you if you want Cheerios or cheese.
And you most definitely know the sounds of a bottle being made. In fact, you know that sound so well that sometimes one of us has to take you into a different room while the other makes the bottle because you tend to freak out a bit.
You say dada, cat, dog (gog), yes, car, good girl, sheep (shap) but not yet mama though I swear you call me Grace sometimes.
It's been an incredibly quick first year with wonderful memories. It is truly bittersweet watching you grow up. Of course we're sad that you are growing out of the baby stage and becoming a toddler. But we are so very excited to see what you will do next, what your interests will be, and what life has in store for you.
Nothing but great things I'm sure.
We love you So.
Love, Mom and Dad
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