What a busy, crazy and fun last couple months it has been. I'm now 15 weeks along and feeling sicker than a dog in the mornings. I don't remember things being quite this rough with Addie. Somehow you forget all the yucky feelings when you finally give birth and are blessed with your new baby. I'm praying that once the summer hits, I'm able to start feeling a little better and enjoy the slower pace of life.
Addie is now 18 months old. What a great age! We probably say that about all of her ages, but honestly, every stage gets better. She's in the process of getting four more teeth, so lots of gnawing on fingers and cuddle time. She's learned how to wash her self with a washcloth in the bathtub. Her favorite is cleaning toes, under her armpits and of course taking a quick drink by sucking the water from her washcloth in between all cleanings. Addie's new words include: NO, Up or Uppie, Now (that one comes and goes), Norm (kinda comes out as Orm), and ball and baby are still favorites. She really enjoys playing pretend or copycat. Last week I was mowing the lawn and all she wanted to do was follow me while pushing her own mower. When I making dinner, she's either rearranging my temporary kitchen in the basement or feeding her babies.
Hope all is well up in Canada! That stinks that the Canucks lost. At least that means that my hubby will climb into bed before midnight on a consistent basis.