Saturday, February 18, 2012

Conintuing to Grow

So as we are continuing with our daily routines, Eva seems to be acting like a real 10-11 month old.  The past few days, she has been racing into the kitchen and enjoys opening the cabinet to the pans, then closing, and repeating at least ten times.  After the pans are not so exciting to look at, she moves to the glass bowls and strainers cabinet and repeats the process.  Then, if our bedroom door is open, she flies to the bathroom and loves to take all of the boxed soap and hand towels off the shelves.  But the most exciting "toy" is short, rounded the glass vase filled with the river rocks surrounding a candle.  The rocks end up all over the floor.  After picking the rocks up not once but twice, we now keep our bedroom door closed. 
She is also enjoying going into Abigail's room and taking all of the books off of the shelf.  She find one that fit well in her hands - maybe a 2" cube board book - and will lie flat on her back with her legs completely adjacent to the floor. She then continuously talks to the book while she flips through the pages.  While I am curiously staring at her without her noticing, I wonder what she is really trying to say or read?
But then there are the few the heart-stopping precious moments where either right before we go to bed or in the middle of the night I can hear her cries.  I let her go for a minute or two  before I make my way into her room.  When I arrive and she soon feels my hand rubbing her back, she usually stops crying.  When I stop, she sits up and reaches both hands for me.  I can't help but to pick her up knowing that she wants my undivided attention of the swaying and rubbing.  As she slowly gets comfortable in my arms and begins her journey of sleep, I know that it is time to put her back into the crib making sure the rolled blankets are covering the exposed rails just in case she might of hit her head.  As much as I don't want to leave this the moment of unconditional love, I am only hoping that her infant dependency on me will soonly fade and a more independent child will begin to grow. 

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