Archive for June, 2017


Confused, anniversary day, holding hands

June 22, 2017

1. I’m looking forward to when Rachel can tell me, or I can figure out, what she means when she says ‘pem’. It’s not ‘pen’, and she says it in different parts of the house and different times of day.

2. Yesterday was such a lovely day. S took off work for our anniversary and we trekked up to a bird sanctuary, where we walked one of the paths. It was so peaceful there. We didn’t see many birds, but we heard them. The path was pretty level, so Rachel walked a good portion of the 3/4 mile trail we chose. Afterwards, we had a picnic lunch at one of the gorges, then decided to go ahead and hike it. Rachel had to be a backpack baby for that one. My legs were trembling on the stairs on the way down, but it felt so nice to be out. After we came home, we whipped up an orange parfait dessert for later.

3. ‘Hand, daddy. Daddy, hand’, are some of the sweetest words I heard from Rachel on the walk at the bird sanctuary. She was very independent most of the walk, but sometimes wanted a little extra support.


Happy things

June 20, 2017

1. Rachel trying to nurse her monkey, complete with saying ‘milk’ and making slurping sounds.

2. Planning a hike.

3. Going on a slightly longer drive than normal today, playing a Baby Einstein traveling melodies cd to keep Rachel distracted, Rachel fussing for more music in between tracks, and clapping every time the next song started.


Toddler negotiations

June 15, 2017

Today, Rachel was convinced to:

1. Help me pull her shorts up when I asked if she could while she was fighting getting dressed.

2. Stick her hand in some paint so I could get her hand print. I was surprised how much she didn’t want to do it, considering the way she dips her hands into her yogurt every evening. I had decided to give up on it, when she asked for the paint, and let me make the print.

3. Let me put bug spray on her before we went outside. She hates having lotion or anything applied and seemed afraid of the spray bottle. I showed her how I would spray it on my hand first, then put it on her, and told her we couldn’t go outside until it was done, and she relented. When we have the time and when going out is just something we want to do, instead of something we have to, I think it’s good to work her through these things.


Summer days

June 13, 2017

1. Rachel tagging along while I set up the hose and watered the garden. We detoured to the front yard when we heard the school bus, which she enjoys watching.

2. Rachel waking up happy from her naps. I’m finally switching her to one nap a day, and she’s been giving me a nice 2-2.5 hours so far, plus waking up so happy. I’m having a little bit of a hard time with the change in schedule though. I’m spending the same amount of time with her during the day, but it’s only broken up by one nap instead of two, so I’m feeling extremely talked and peopled out. I love being with her and talking with her, but it’s intense having to be turned on for such long stretches.

3. But, I do feel like overall the one nap day is a better schedule. There’s enough time while she naps for me to work on a bigger project or whatever, and the longer awake times means that snack time and coloring and outside time all fits in the day better.


Don’t want to forget

June 11, 2017

1. Rachel being served mixed fruit for dessert and not eating any, but sorting it all and lining the berries and fruits up by type.

2. I came downstairs dressed for church and Rachel came to me and said ‘pretty’. She melts my heart.

3. One of us tracked dirt in yesterday. Rachel looked at it and said ‘mess’, then ran to the drawer containing washcloths, which she’s allowed in, pulling one out and scrubbing at the dirt.


‘Ummy, ummy’

June 11, 2017

1. Rachel got her first taste of freshly picked strawberries a couple days ago and according to her, they’re ‘ummy, ummy’. She’s especially eager to go down to the garden whenever we’re outside, so that we can check for more ripe ones.

2. A tufted titmice couple built their nest right above our patio door. In spite of their annoyance at us for wanting to use the patio occasionally, or walk around in the backyard, they hatched three babies, who were too young to share the fear of their parents. The chicks were getting large for the nest and I wanted to show them to Rachel, so I lifted her up and as I did, all three chicks fled, startling Rachel and me. They flew much better than I was expecting, and we haven’t seen them use the nest again.

3. Rachel had a playmate at church this morning. She called him a baby, but he’s a bit older than her. They were chasing each other around after church.



June 10, 2017
  1. Rachel isn’t a baby anymore, and she’s not even eighteen months yet. It just happened recently. She’s talking so much and understanding even more, and getting so tall. I know I hear about mothers getting all tearful when their baby turns one, but she was still such a baby then that I didn’t really feel sad. Even now, I’m not exactly sad, because I love seeing her grow and watching her personality develop, and she’s getting so independent. But, she’s getting so independent, and she’s too busy to nurse most of the time, and I don’t get to wear her much anymore.
  2. But she still very much likes her nursing time when she first wakes up. Instead of calling “mommy” or “daddy” when she wakes up, she’s frantically calling “nurse, nurse, nurse”. And I very much like that time when she’s resting in my arms and still a tiny bit baby-like.
  3. One of the things Rachel likes to do is play in water, so every so often, I lay a towel down in the kitchen and give her measuring cups and spoons, and bowls, and she plays until the water has all been dumped out or until she’s tried carrying the water out of the kitchen too many times.