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Saturday, January 26, 2013

"Annie do!"

“Annie do!”  It’s a new phrase in our house.  Many times it comes immediately after, “No, Mommy!”  As in, “I can do it myself, Mom.  I don’t need your help.”  Our girl is exerting her independence more and more every day.  Several times this week, she attempted to put her socks on by herself.  Last week she tried to get in the bathtub without assistance.  She wants to take off her own coat and brush her own hair.  She wants me to know she isn’t a baby anymore.  And boy, do I get it. 

Every day I feel like more of her babyhood is shed and she becomes more of a child.  And it is both heartbreaking and a source of complete and utter pride and joy.  I have the feeling that this mix of emotions is something I’m going to feel – oh, pretty much forever.  The melancholy feeling of watching my little girl grow up too fast mixed with the relief of not having to do everything for her and the excitement of seeing what she is going to become.  It’s the perfect little parenting cocktail right there.
Discovering her shadow...and finding it pretty unsettling that it kept following her.
And being melodramatic like I clearly am, I find myself thinking a lot about Annie’s future independence as I watch her grow into the toddler version of it.  And I think about how our relationship will change.  Fortunately, I am reminded by my relationship with my own mother that her growing older some day and perhaps becoming more distant geographically does not necessarily mean she will become distant from me in other ways.  

Enjoying a roller coaster at her friend Hank's birthday party.
Having fun with her buddy Audrey.
Cozy-ing up to Gaga.
But right now, in the throws of her clingy little tree frog hugs and her utter delight when David and I think she’s funny or praise her or read her just one more book, it is hard to think there will be a day when that will be different.  When she rolls her eyes at me instead of puckers her tiny little mouth to kiss me.  When she slams her bedroom door to accentuate the fact that she’s upset instead of slams it because she thinks the sound is fun).  I know, I know, this isn’t the stuff of “enjoying the moment” mentality…but the last 19 months have gone so fast, I can’t help but think the next 19 years have zero chance of slowing down.

 Happy weekend!

Thursday, January 10, 2013

18 Months

I'm a little later than usual with this post, but I guess that's what happens when the holidays mix with work busyness, which mixes with regular life busyness.  Between Christmas and New Year's, the Nobles celebrated 5 years of wedded bliss AND the 18 month birthday of our Annie.  Our anniversary was great - we snuck off for a night in Louisville while my mom and Annie had a big time together.  I have definitely progressed to the point where I find trips away from Mommy duties to be relaxing and restorative - especially when I know that Annie is in the very loving and very capable hands of "Gaga" (Annie's preferred name for my mom these days).  That took a little time, but we have arrived at this nice balance.

As for Annie's half birthday, her 18th month was every bit as entertaining for us as all of the months that have preceded it.  She is becoming increasingly verbal (with her own name and "Mine" being new favorites) and increasingly discriminating, for lack of a better word.  She has firmly embraced the fact that she has the ability to choose things - which foods she eats, which books she looks at, which songs she sings.  And there is very little we can do to change her mind when she gets her heart set on something.  If she decides she wants another mini waffle in the morning instead of a mini pancake, well, there's no forcing her to eat the pancake.  If she wants to read the Sesame Street version of "Hey, Diddle, Diddle" at bedtime (because it has Elmo in it and somehow, some way, despite the fact that she doesn't watch television yet and has never seen Sesame Street, she has become a big fan and requests him by name) instead of "Good Night, Gorilla," well, guess what we read.  Any attempt to the contrary gets a decisive "No!" from Annie, with some pretty convincing protests to reinforce her opinion.  Ah, toddlerdom...it is this delicate balance between sheer joy and utter chaos!

With her 18-month birthday came a well visit with the pediatrician, where we learned the following stats:

* Height: 33 inches (83rd percentile)
* Weight: 23 pounds, 6 ounces (38th percentile)
* They always measure her head and tell me the measurement, but it isn't included on the print out they send home with me, so I never remember.  Let's just assume it's average sized.

The doctor talked about starting to introduce the idea of potty training.  That's a little freaky.  I mean, Annie is pretty good these days about telling us after she creates a wet or dirty diaper, and she has actually attempted to climb on the toilet a couple of times with the indication that it is for the intended purpose.  But actually potty training her?  That's an overwhelming thought.  Our pediatrician just said now is a good time to introduce the concept - the actual dirty work (excuse the pun) of getting her to fully participate is still 6 months to a year off.  Whew!  I'm not sure I'm ready for that.

As I've mentioned before, it is becoming increasingly clear to me that our little girl is getting more fun as the months go on.  I sort of feel like we've really entered a new stage of parenting now.  She's more like a kid every day...and she catches on to so much more now than she ever has before.  It's amazing to see how she changes on a weekly - even daily - basis.  And we are simply enjoying the ride.

I'll leave you with some recent pictures of our girl.  'Cause that's what you came to see, right? :-)

Feeling fancy, if a little pensive, on New Year's Eve
Enjoying some new boots and some Daddy time!
Rockin' her first ponytail.  This was an inexplicably exciting milestone for this momma.
Tub time.  (I really like the effects of this Instagram photo.  If you are on it, feel free to follow me at @senoble)
The beginnings of making a "kissy face."  I took the picture before she really got to the pucker, but I take my openings where I can get them.

Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

2012 Reflection

All in all, 2012 was a good year to us.  I started a new job (and a new career), which has been nothing but a blessing to me and to our little family.  We attempted to sell our house, which, while thus far unfruitful (have I mentioned we have a charming little bungalow waiting for a new owner?) has been a step in the right direction, in my opinion.  And we have watched our baby grow into a toddler, who shows us more independence and spunk every day.  Yep, we had a good 2012...and look forward to the blessings and challenges of 2013.

As I thought about what to write in this blog post that would do justice to our year, it occurred to me that pictures for me frequently end up as better storytellers.  So here is our year in pictures.  You will notice it is very Annie photo-heavy -- but so is this blog generally, so why break tradition now?

So here we go with the Noble Family2012 Retrospective...
January in the Jenny Jump Up
February - enjoying a nice soak in the tub.
March - Our little leprachaun.

April - Having fun with Daddy.

May - Water baby taking in some shade.
June - Birthday smiles!
July - Who is that fetching girl in the mirror?  I must blow kisses to her!
August - What?  There's nothing to see here. (Daycare shenanigans)
September - Getting to be such a big girl.
October - Tolerating her pumpkin costume.
November - Sick day with Grandma.
December - Feeling amazingly blessed this holiday season.
Happy New Year to all of you, my friends and family.  May 2013 be everything you hope it will be and more!