It has been a little over one week since Angel came home, and what an interesting week it has been! The first night she returned was surreal. I rocked her to sleep and enjoyed the weight of her in my arms, breathing in her scent, twirling her curls around my finger, and singing “You Are My Sunshine”, softly to her (which for me is a challenge because I sound like a man). It was so wonderful having her home with me, almost like she never left. The world felt right again. Then the fun began. The next night she woke up around 11:30 p.m., and I heard her crying. I decided to wait a few minutes to see if she would go back to sleep. Then her cry changed. Parents you know your babies cries, and this was not a whiny I’m spoiled come get me cry, this was a panic cry. I jumped out of the bed and ran to her room. I was just in time; as she was perched on the side of her bed with one foot hanging over the side trying to climb out. I’m not sure where she was planning on going as sneaking out of the house seems a bit early? I grabbed her up, hugged her, and immediately put her in the bed with me which is where she slept that night. The next day a friend of mine came over and lowered her bed to prevent her from climbing out and from me having a panic attack.
It is amazing how much Angel changed while she was gone, not so much in her appearance, although she has grown, but in her personality and intellect . She has shown traits of being social and outgoing, but she can talk! At 15 months she can say things like bicycle, dinosaur, octopus, and she tries to repeat anything you say! (Look Out!) Did I mention she can count? OK so it’s not 1,2,3,4……and so on but she does know that 2 comes after 1 and 8 comes after 7. She has also mastered please and thinks anytime she says it she is suppose to get what it is she wants. My friend, Sophia pointed out that her thank you’s sound like ta co. At least she is trying. Sunday when I went to get her from the nursery at church she was standing in front of a handful of children talking to them as if she were a Politician. I can’t imagine where she gets that from ;).
Eating and Pooping
I thought a toddler Angel’s size would have a small stomach, and this may be the case, but she must have a hollow leg as well. This child can eat! I spoke to a doctor about it and was informed that this increased appetite is normal and that she is probably going through a growth spurt. It still amazes me that she can put away what all she does. As we all know what goes in must come out. Since she is eating a lot, it only stands to reason that she will be pooping more and that my friends she is. Not only are her poops bigger (you know the kind that goes up their back) they STINK! I mean whoa stinky, and I stand by my earlier claim to never stick your finger in a diaper to see if it is dirty…..,but even with a dirty finger I am extremely happy! Toys are back scattered around my house, there is dried strawberry remnants on my kitchen floor, and the thought of sleeping in on Saturday mornings is out of the question, but I wouldn’t have it any other way! We made it through our time apart and don’t have to worry about this again until next year. Hopefully, then to pass the time my husband will take me on an exotic trip in the Mediterranean. If not there is always another boot camp.