Lorelei,
You are 2 years and 9 months old. You’ve mastered the fine art of dressing yourself (except for shirts, they’re pretty confusing). You adore watching shows and have somehow developed a little smarty pants attitude. And then, there’s the whining. Somehow, you instinctively know that if you repeat the same word in the same whiny voice, it’ll drive anyone near you CRAZY. You adore playing dress up and shopping and girly things like: new clothes, lip balm, fingernail polish, and shoes. You still like taking showers and baths and look forward to bedtime stories (even if you do try to get out of the bedtime part of it). You have a new obsession with gum and have started eating normally again. You went from eating very little to continuously saying, “Mom, I hungry!” Things you’ll eat right now are: yogurt, fresh fruits (pineapple and blueberries and mandarin oranges are your favorites), pasta, pizza, and the like. We’re trying to keep things healthy for you – little or no chips, soda and candy. You don’t seem to mind too much, except for when you see someone else eating them. Potty training is kind of…not really happening. Which, has more to do with me than you, I think. We did the big kid panties one day and you peed 6 times in 2 hours, and I realized I’d have to attach a potty to you to keep up with you. You love playing outside in your little cars and love playing inside with your barnyard uno and candyland games. And, then…there’s your sister, whom you adore.
Aurora,
You are 8 months old now. You eat “solids” (2nd stage) and have started to crawl. I started feeding you solids later than I could have because I ‘m a little reluctant for some reason. Your favorite thing EVER is your sister. You now hate the bumbo or anything else that keeps you from roaming around. You throw major tantrums when we lay you down for a diaper change, and sometimes holding you is all that makes you happy. With that said, you’re still a happy baby. You are now sleeping the majority of the night in a swing. You wake up to eat and we let the batteries run down so it only swings you at first. Soon, you’ll be practicing spending the night in your crib, after we move it to your sister’s room.
Girls, I love being your mommy and feel so blessed day in and day out…even through the tantrums (yours and mine) and meltdowns. I love listening to you, Lorelei, as you try to express your thoughts with words, and how you try to incorporate things you’ve heard us say (even when it’s not the best word usage on our part). As I watch the changes in each of you, as you morph into two distinct personalities, I wonder what’s in store for us. And, I hope you always remember this feeling…

Of sisterly love…
Welcome back!
