Wednesday, February 10, 2010

What kind of mother am I and what kind of kid doesn't like cookies?

What kind of mother am I that I went right past Joy's 9 month mark and didn't document/acknowledge/realize it? The busy kind of mother I guess. Or the lazy kind.

Anyway.
Baby girl is doing so well sometimes I forget that she has scars on her left side and that those represent a great deal of prayer and blessing. Sometimes I forget that she is only 9 months old because she acts like Charlie did when Charlie was like a whole year older than she is now. Charlie fed herself, crawled, and didn't cry at bedtime anymore when she was about 15 months old. Hmmm. I don't know where she gets the laziness from. (hello, mommy dearest)

Hers, not mine. Meaning ME. You with me? My mom isn't lazy at all. Did I ever tell the story about how she got her Nattie name? Emmy was shopping with her one day and mom would call her over to show her something then leave and move on to something else by the time Emmy got to where she was. Emmy got irritated with her and yelled, "You're like a gnat, you just yell at me and tell me what to do and then jump around and find something else and you never stay in one place."

If you know Mom you're nodding your head. She's just busy. In a good way of course. My nephew Henry calls her "Nanny," and one day when Mom told me that's what he called her I said,"Well, you kinda are one."

Can I get an AMEN from all you who know me in real life. What on earth would I do without Nattie? I'd be in a loony bin that's what. With my hands tied to my sides and I'd be fed cafeteria food and play Tetris on my cell phone all day.

Come to think of it what would be so bad about that?

Anyway.

Today when I picked Ty up from school his teacher asked me if he liked cookies. I said no. He doesn't. He doesn't like any cookies except vanilla wafers. Not in my house, not at the store, not at the mall. It's weird. She laughed and said they made cookies today at school and he was very excited throughout the whole process until it was time to eat what they had made.

She put his cookie down and he said, "No."

She said, "Well, Ty, it's your cookie that we made. You can eat it now!" Surely with excitement in her voice. She's so dang cute.

"No."
"But Ty..."
"No. No thank you."

What kind of kid doesn't like cookies?
My kid.


Anyway.

Joy had her 9 month check-up on Monday and checked out just fine. She has no ill effects from her surgery and should never experience any side effects related to her lungs. Isn't that just amazing?

She measured in the 50th percentile in weight and can I tell you I've never had a kid that was ON THE CHARTS at this point in their growth? It's as if I gave the other two growth hormones when I compare them to Joy's chart. Or I've got her on a diet or something. She is in the 90th percentile in height and, oh here we go...off the charts in head circumference. That's my girl. It runs in the family honey. Sorry about that.


This picture sums her up: happy and busy. She never sits still. Even when drinking a bottle or eating, her legs or arms are constantly moving. Maybe too much caffeine while pregnant? Something to think about but not a whole lot I can do about it now. She is her own person and is happiest when in the room with her brother and sister. She thinks I'm not half bad either. She's started letting me know when she's mad at me for leaving her. She likes Sean too, mostly at night. If she wakes up after bedtime and we feed her, (I'm guilty of dream-feeding long after they need it. I can't sleep if I'm hungry so I give them the benefit of the doubt,) she looks for Sean and then when she locks eyes with him she hides her face and giggles.

It's the cutest thing ever.

Ever.

7 comments:

Michelle said...

What a cutie! I love your story about your mom! Exactly how I remember her. I must say, I don't know what I would do without mine either. Life savers...

Sarah Sharp said...

She is so precious! All of your kids are. They all favor but have their own distinct cuteness about them. It is so amazing that she has done so well. God is so good!

Mama Em said...

Love reading your blog- feel as if we're talking- or you are at least. ;)

Please tell Emmy THANK YOU for pointing out how hard it was to leave a comment on my new blog!!! Bless her once again. Come to think of it, I might have to re-do my google acct to link to my new blog...hmmmm...

Lindsey said...

That Joy is one of the cutest things ever! I could eat her up. Love those smiles. And if it makes you feel any better about the cookie thing, Cade won't drink juice. Really? Yummy, sugary fruit juice? Nope! But he inhales anything else that's sweet. Go figure. Love you!

We Three Smiths + 1 said...

Love her and Charlie and Ty, too! I feel like I know them all! I'm so glad Joy is a Healthy Baby girl...what a Blessing!

Carley said...

Fun Post! I enjoyed lunch today. I told Jason that Joy and Cody sat in high chairs across from each other and he said "oh, like they were on a date"....kinda rolling his eyes with a sly smile. :) I love this stage that our babies are in! That's funny that Ty doesn't like cookies...no matter what kinda/ or where. Cute that he politely declined. Enjoy your snowy day!

Heather said...

Joy is certainly living up to her name eh? What a beauty. That is SO funny about Ty and cookies! My husband is absolutely cookie-obsessed, I can't wait to tell him there are people out there (KIDS even!) who are totally opposite. He wont' believe it.