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As of Saturday, Alice will be a 20 month old! Can you believe that in four short months A will be a two year old?! I promise I won’t be one of those people we all secretly roll our eyes at- you know, the ones who keep counting in months once thee kid hits two (although I’m sure I’ll provide plenty of other reasons for you to roll your eyes at me!).
We’ve had some interesting challenges lately. While we are definitely nowhere near potty training, A has peed in the potty chair a couple of times on her own and even pooped in it once. Each time we made the biggest deal ever because positive reinforcement can’t be bad! The times she peed it was all good but the poo situation seems to have ruined the potty chair for right now.
It went like this. On a Wednesday night, A pooped in the bath. She did this once again on Thursday night. Both times J was bathing her and while he certainly wasn’t happy about having to clean up poo, he didn’t yell at her. He just took her out and cleaned it up while I continued her routine. That Friday night, J had volleyball, so my mom came over to join us for dinner and assist me with A.
While I was changing our laundry, my mom started calling me to come up. When I got up there, I found that A had pooped in the potty (my mom had given her a book which I think helped relax her enough to do her business). I made a huge stink (Yes. Pun intended!) cheering her on and telling her how proud I was. But this time instead of getting really happy, she jumped into my arms and fussed a bit.
It occurred to me later that she was constipated and I think it had scared her a little, to be doing her business out of her comfort zone (ie- sans diaper). Once she calmed a bit, she went into her bath as usual and everything was going fine until she gave a little grunt and my mom looked at her and said “don’t you poop” (which J and I have said many times to her, with no big reaction from A).
Well the moment that she said that, the water works started up again and A wanted no part of that bath! I don’t know if it was the shame of pooping in the bath (we certainly didn’t mean to shame her!) or the scariness of a constipated one on her potty chair, but ever since then A has wanted no part of the potty chair or her bath. She sometimes goes as far to starfish her body to prevent us from putting her into the tub.
At this point the only thing that seems to kind of work is slowly easing her into bath time by playing with the water and eventually having J put on his swim trunks and get in with her (he won’t let me get in at this point because he doesn’t want me doing anything extra like bending over and getting in and out with how uncomfortable I’m been). So, yeah. We may have given her a little complex. Our pediatrician says it’s just a phase, so we’re just playing it by ear and trying to make it as fun for her as we can at this point.
In happier news, A is finally at the point where she allows us to read to her. For the longest time I’ve been worried that I’m doing something wrong. A has always loved books, but when we would try to read them to her, she would insist on taking them and moving ahead or even taking the book and walking away. I’m happy to report that she now says book and then pick up her book of choice and insists on getting into one of our laps and letting us read with her.
This completely melts my heart, although I think she favors Daddy for his excellent voices (and the fact that I have a very limited amount of space left on my lap)! Her favorite books are Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?, Dear Zoo, First 100 Words(which she does a fantastic job identifying items) and I Am a Big Sister.
The big sister book gets me every time and is actually my favorite one to read with her. This is because I’ll say “which one’s Alice?” and she’ll point right to the big sister and “which one is Bubbles” only I’ll use the baby’s real name and she’ll point out the baby! I’ll also ask where her sister is now and she’ll point to my belly and often kiss it. My heart can barely handle each of these moments and I can’t help but get more excited for them to meet. I know it’ll have it’s challenges, but I think she’s going to be the most awesome sister!
In addition to identifying more and more objects, people and animals each day, A is doing really well with animal sounds. Some favorites are woof, meow, tweet-tweet (in the most adorably high bird voice!), moo, ssss, ribbit and roar. I cannot keep up with all of her words, as she’s constantly adding new ones. I wouldn’t say she’s ahead in the vocabulary department, but I think she’s pretty much on schedule. She has added no into the mix, but she doesn’t use it for everything. She definitely uses it though (as in “Alice, do you want to use the potty?” “No.” Like I said, we’re definitely not at potty training time!).
She’s still a fantastic eater and continues to do so very well with her utensils. She’s gotten much better with brushing her teeth and finally allows me to put her hair up and trim her nails, which makes life much easier. Recently she’s begun showing an interest in brushing my hair, which I adore. A still loves being involved in the cooking. She was recently getting such a kick out of peeling onions for me and pouring chopped onions from a measuring cup into a zipper bag to freeze.
She loves to hang out in her sister’s room and is fascinated with the tools, especially the power drill. Needless to stay that door stays tightly shut unless one of us is in there with her to keep a very close eye on her. When J was nailing in the door frames with his nail gun and compressor, we could tell she wasn’t sure whether to be scared of the loud noises or amused because we were trying to make it fun for her. She did pretty well overall.
This month, A got pinkeye and an ear infection. That’s right, for once our kid was the reason the illness email went out to the other toddler room parents. Sorry, parents! By some miracle, J and I managed to not catch the pink eye. She’s on a nasty tasting prescription. We tried mixing it with applesauce, which only served to ruin applesauce for her at this time. She seemed ok with it in her milk for a day or two but that ship has sailed so I went back to the regular syringe. She fights it but she gets better each day, and we only have a few days left.
In a way, it’s good that she had this. Don’t get me wrong, I hate to see my sweet gal sick, but the prescription has also helped with a lingering cough that we were keeping an eye on, so we haven’t had to use the inhaler anymore. Additionally, there were a few days around Superbowl Sunday where A would wake up in the middle of the night and refuse to go back down (which is NOT like our daughter at all!). I was a little worried that our luck had run out and we were finally hitting the sleep regression that we had managed to miss up until now. I now know that it was a result of the ear infection and A is back to her fantastic sleeping habits (now if only I could sleep comfortably!).
I’m still blown away that she is twenty months! She is like a little sponge and is picking things up so quickly. While it was bittersweet having her leave the infant room, she is truly flourishing in the toddler room amongst the kids her own age. She’s still extremely independent (I went to pick her up for a Doctor’s appointment to find her happily sitting and reading on her own) but the teachers report that she gets along great with all the kids and is becoming more talkative as well. We’re so blessed to have such a great place for A to spend her time when we have to work!
Ok, Mom’s and Dad’s- what kind of phases did your toddlers go through?
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