Happy 15 Months!

Last week, Eggy turned 15 months.

I feel like I haven't been doing a very good job keeping up with my blogging.  I started this blog to document Eggy's childhood, to help me remember this time, what life was/is like with Eggy.  (Also, I get to shamelessly brag about my adorable baby genius share Eggy stories with friends and family.)  I used to have such a good memory but once I got pregnant, it's like my brain started leaking or something.  And it only got worse after Eggy was born.  Mommy brain.  So I must get it all down while I remember.  Otherwise, how will I know what to do if (I said, IF, people!) we have baby #2?  

Schedule and sleep

Between 7:00am - 8:00am:  Wake up.

8:00am - 10:40am:  Breakfast and play.  Sometimes, we go for walks.  

11:00am - 12:00(ish)pm:  Nap #1

12:30pm - 3:30pm:  Lunch and play

4:00pm - 5:00(-5:30)pm:  Nap #2

6:00pm - 6:30pm:  Dinner

7:15pm:  Bath

8:00pm:  Bedtime

About a month ago, for about a week (maybe longer),  Eggy would only take like a 30 minute nap in the morning.  I thought maybe she was ready to go to just one nap a day but I think she was just teething.  As much as I love hanging out with Eggy, I always look forward to her naps because it gives me a break.  It's hard entertaining a baby for hours and hours!  I don't know what I'm going to do when she eventually drops her second nap.  

Weaning

So I've slowly been weaning Eggy from breastfeeding these past few months.  She started getting whole milk once she turned one.  I was only nursing her three times a day: after she woke up in the morning and before her naps.  (We've always given a bottle at bedtime once my milk supply was established.)  Shortly after her birthday, I stopped breastfeeding her before her afternoon nap and gave her a bottle of milk instead.  Then, maybe about a month ago, she got a bottle before her morning nap too instead of the boob.  She would still get breastmilk in the mornings though when she woke up.  And after a while, I'd only give it to her if she asked for it.  She hasn't had any breastmilk for about a week now so I guess it's official.  I think my milk is all gone anyway.  Breastfeeding was not fun or easy so I'm kind of glad it's over.  And I HATED pumping.  And I'm pretty sure that my boobs are smaller which I don't mind too much.  Still, there were some perks.  I lost all the baby weight without dieting or exercising.  And I didn't get my period until like 10 months post-partum (which is probably because I had stopped pumping and nursing as much).  And I miss holding Eggy that close, being able to comfort her in that way.  So it's a little sad but I guess it's just another part of Eggy growing up.

Life with a baby goes at warp speed and it's all a blur.  There are so many little things that I want to remember.  That I know I'll forget.

The way she claps her hands when I go to get her in the morning.  

How she blows on something when we tell her it's hot. 

When she goes, "aaah!" after drinking or pretending to take a drink.  

How she hugs and kisses all her "friends" before she goes to sleep.      

Checking herself out in the mirror when we dress her in a new outfit.  

How she'll bring you a book and plop herself in your lap so you can read to her.  

The way she puts her finger to her lips and says, "shhh" when I tell her someone is sleeping.  

How she'll put her hands together and touch her cheek while tilting her head and make a snoring sound when I tell her it's time for bed.  

Her fake laugh (which sounds more like a cough) when we're all laughing so she's not left out.
The excitement on her face as she comes running to greet you when you come home.

And one more thing that I wish I could remember and hold on to?  The mom that I am now.  When she has a fit, she'll turn around and look to me to comfort her in the next second even though I was the one who upset her.   There are some days when she drives me crazy but then she'll do something that totally melts my heart.  I love my little rugrat more and more every day.   But one day (too soon), she'll be all grown up with all kind of attitude and probably want nothing to do with me.  I know I'll still love her but will I still be able to be as patient and kind with her as I am now?  Will Eggy know and remember this version of me?  At least, if I make a mistake now, it's not likely she'll hold a grudge.  Oh please, don't let me eff up her life.