Well Kate pulled it off! For the second year in a row she was awake when the clock hit midnight on new year’s eve. She and her friend both took late naps and then were playing all evening together, climbing on and off his trampoline and running around giggling. They are just so adorable. At around 11pm you could tell they were both tired but they weren’t whiny in any way so we kept them up – mean mommies. :) After the midnight countdown and pictures when we finally gathered our stuff and left Kate was so tired. She fell asleep in the car on the way home and didn’t wake up when I unstrapped her, carried her in the house, and laid her in the crib. The next day she was up at 8 but took a 3-hour nap. Too bad she didn’t sleep in, but Den was awake anyways.
Unfortunately that was not the only night she was up late for some reason, the night before she woke up while we watched a movie and ended up staying up for a little bit before going back to bed. Now she seems to have bedtime a little screwed up. Last night she went to bed at 7 and then was up from 10 until 2am. (I was so not a happy camper. She was happy and perky and playing with toys after her “nap”.) Today she tried going to bed at 7 but I am not that stupid, I was not going to have a repeat performance. So I kept her up until bedtime, but by then she’d changed her mind about the whole sleeping thing and kicked and screamed. I just got her down at 11pm. Well, it’s an improvement over 2am.
Guess she likes her routines a little more than I thought. Oops!
I am 20 weeks pregnant today! I let out a little breath I’ve been holding, because – as with last time – my first thought is “At least if I lose the baby it won’t be a miscarriage.” So I’m on to the second half of my pregnancy. In some ways it seems like it went really quickly!
Baby girl is quite active, putting even Kate to shame at this early point. Of course Kate had an anterior placenta, this one doesn’t, which probably explains it. Still, it’s amazing to me that I feel this baby kicking me pretty much every time I sit down and relax. (Granted that’s not often, but if I watch TV or sit at my computer or sit to eat, she typically starts thumping.) Movements are definitely getting stronger, it’s no longer figments of my imagination but clearly a growing baby. Unfortunately Den still hasn’t felt her because she’s taking after big brother Devin – she stops every time anyone lays a hand on my belly, whether it’s Den or me. I keep cautiously trying to feel her, but she’s usually kicking at my waist band, where my hand is blocked. And if I move my elastic she stops. I’ve caught her a couple of times, but Den hasn’t had as many opportunities.
And I have started getting heartburn. Already. This is not a good sign. I had heartburn with Kate, but only the last few months. And I’m still not over my nausea 100% which means the heartburn is making me gag and throw up. Ugh. It’s nasty.
I really need to write down some of Kate’s more hilarious personality traits and mannerisms. We’ve been pulling out the video camera often to try to catch things to remember.
Like how she runs. Kate’s never really been a runner, though she’s been walking for what seems like forever. But she’s started this new “fake fast” run that cracks is up! She makes lots of quick little stomping footsteps and pulls her arms up and swings them back and forth dramatically as if she’s running really hard, but she’s actually moving about as fast as her normal walk. It is just so silly! And now that she sees that it causes howls of laughter she does it just for effect.
The kid is definitely developing a ham personality, giving big huge toothy grins at us and throwing her head back.
She loves it when I run to catch her, then tickle her. I love the peals of belly laughs I get from her. She’s ticklish under her arms along her sides and also her thighs for some reason. She always gets the hiccups if she laughs too hard – always has. And if I stop too soon she has started looking at me and saying, “Tickle tickle?” How can I refuse?
She is talking so much more. She doesn’t do the “EH EH EH!” thing anymore, she asks for things by name: “Pa-ee” is her paci, “Fo” is my phone (which I don’t give her, and immediately causes a tantrum), “Ee” is eat, “Cah-ceh” is cracker, and so on. She’s also now started asking for “Ehhh-mo” (Elmo) which causes my heart to drop ten stories. (Why is Elmo so damn addictive? How? She just watches Sesame Street, but she latched right on to that bugger.) I am really appreciating being able to communicate better with her. I noticed she’s dropping many signs as she replaces them with words, but that’s all good to me – as long as she can tell me what she wants and needs then we have done what we need to do. She does still use signs for certain things she can’t yet say, like train, or some words that apparently need extra emphasis, like “wa-wa” (water).