Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Details - Version 2.0

In August of 2011, I wrote a blog post that detailed the stats below, as they were at the time. Since it's been a year and a half, I thought I'd update the responses for each item, leaving the old to compare...

Age: 9 months and 12 days
         2 years, 4 months, and 13 days

Weight: 18 pounds 10 ounces
               29 pounds (approximate)

Height: 28 inches
              36 inches

Teeth: 4 - 2 on top, 2 on bottom
            All except her very back molars

Diet: Similac formula, Stage 2 foods - all veggies except peas, all fruits except prunes, Mixed Grain cereal prepared with white grape juice (helps the pooping). She refuses to eat anything with texture.
          Loves peanut butter, bananas, mandarin oranges, all berries, pancakes, goldfish crackers, toasted cheese sandwiches, noodles. Hates all veggies except corn, and maybe green peppers. Recently developed an aversion to spaghetti.

Elimination: 1-2 poops per day, definitely a pound of pee in the diaper when she wakes up
                     1 poop every 2-3 days. Still a pound of pee in the diaper when she wakes up.
      
Favorite toys: the fisher price playhouse, anything musical (she's thrilled that she can reach the piano keys), balls, safety straps, teeny tiny things on the floor that she can pick up and transfer from hand to hand and examine forever and ever and ever, the squeaky hippo, baby wipes
                        The play kitchen and accessories, bouncy balls, wooden puzzles, stuffed animals, anything she can take apart and put back together - or dump and refill, letter and animal magnets, my iPhone.

Language: lots of babbling, shrieking, mama, dadadadadadadadada, awawawawaw (like an indian call, pounding her fist over her mouth)
                   She's Miss Talky Talkerton these days. Full sentences, constantly naming objects and recounting memories for clarification and assurance that she's correct, immediately repeats any new words or concepts (this has resulted in me focusing on narrowing my use of cuss words).

Mobility: She crawls and cruises with ease. She has climbed three stairs before giving up. She doesn't try to climb anything else. I think she's clumsy like me.
                She is most definitely clumsy like me! She trips a lot, mostly in our house because she's confident about her surroundings. Her legs look like Bruise City. She climbs with ease, she's not terribly scared of anything it seems. She walks upstairs and downstairs holding the railing and putting both feet on each step.

Sleep schedule: Wakes up between 8am and 9am, takes an hour nap before noon, takes an hour nap late afternoon, goes to bed at 7:30pm. My sister refers to me as the Sleep Nazi. The entire day and all of our activities/outings hinges upon her nap schedule. I probably need anti-anxiety medication just to handle any uncontrollable interruption to her sleep schedule.
                           Wakes up between 8am and 9am, takes a two hour nap around 2pm maybe 50% of the time, goes to bed at 9pm. I'm still the Sleep Nazi in regards to bedtime, but I've become more lenient on catering the day around getting a nap in. I try to avoid scheduling during the 2-4pm timeframe, but I don't freak out if it happens.

Typical day: She wakes up, I take her out of her pajamas and diaper and she has naked baby crawly time. Lately, she pees before I get a new diaper on her, so naked baby crawly time is nearing an end. She eats an 8oz bottle. She plays in the living room for a little while. I get dressed and get her dressed, and we go for a 1/2 hour walk in the neighborhood. She eats a fruit. She plays some more, with Baby Noah in the background. She naps. She gets up and eats oatmeal and a veggie for lunch. I wash all bottles and do all dishes while she sits in her chair. She plays some more. I get a shower while she whines in her pack n play. She plays some more. At some point, I eat lunch. We go to Target, or Kriegers, or just stay home and play some more. She eats an 8oz bottle. She naps. She wakes up. She plays some more, I'm very bored with entertaining her. I desperately need adult interaction. She eats a fruit or veggie. I attempt to cook dinner. Matt comes home from work. If I'm not scheduled to work, we try to entertain her together. We all sit at the table to eat dinner. She watches. She plays, and whines. We start bedtime routine at 7:15ish. She goes to bed, we relax. 
                   She wakes up, we get dressed and eat breakfast while watching some cartoons (we both like to ease into the day). We generally do some sort of morning activity (go to the YMCA, groceries, other shopping, playdates, park, etc.) and return home to eat lunch. We play until naptime, which is either sleeping or quiet time in the crib. She gets up, I shower if I haven't done so yet, and begin dinner preparations. We play some more and usually she watches a little TV while I finish dinner. Matt comes home, we eat dinner. Sometimes we do an evening activity as a family, but usually we play together. She gets a bedtime snack at 7:45 and we start the bedtime routine at 8:30. She goes to bed, we relax.

Her demeanor: She's overall pleasant, very serious, very observant. She like to figure out how things work. She gets frustrated easily. So, in a nutshell, she's a mini-me.
                          She's no longer observant - she's hands-on. She is a typical toddler most of the time, but can be extremely strong willed at times. She still likes to figure out how things work, and the fastest route possible to stop them from working. She still gets frustrated easily, but lately she says aloud, "Keep trying, keep trying, don't give up" that she learned from Yo Gabba Gabba. I think she plays very well with other kids. She understands the concept of taking turns. She's more of a mini-Matt now.

Issues: She likes to touch slap faces. When we say "no" and pull her hand away, she gets very angry, and fights with us. It's her way of examining a person, but she's not gentle. I'm worried about this one.
             She's been struggling with eating what is served to her for dinner - there will be a blog post to follow regarding that. Lately, she's begun to push me, or otherwise has been a little more physical with me than usual. She does not respond to her name being called if she's on a mission, and does not repsond to tones of panic. This worries me because she would be the child that runs away in a parking lot and gets hit.

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