Bella had her 19th month checkup last night and I realized in the middle of it all that she certainly isn't a baby anymore. A toddler? When did that happen? Actually, I am sure it happened a while ago and I resisted it.
(I'd like a moment of silence please... Waaa!)
Stats: 24 lbs, 33.5" and a ball of endless energy and laughter.
She is talking all over the place and surprises dh and I almost daily with a new word. One of my favs is "potomus" (hippopotamus).
She sleeps great, bink-free and goes to bed by herself. We have a little rountine of sorts; read a few books, give daddy a night-night kiss, then we say good-night to dad, to the living room, to the outside (with a promise to see it tomorrow), to the kitchen (after which she asks for a pop-sicle), to the bathroom, to Hobart the dog.. She waves to all, says night-night and then once we hit her bedroom it switches to hello. Hello to her bed, to the moon and to night-night. She promptly lays down, jabbers to herself for a few and is off to la-la-land. I love our bedtime routine. She sleeps hard. And she plays hard. Those must go hand in hand.
She is also just now starting to fight the carseat and highchair from time to time. What a struggle.