Cinder-Livvy

Cinder-Livvy

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

She's on the Move

Olivia can't make up her mind these days.  She's struggling with the decision of whether she wants to crawl or walk first.  There's been a lot of scooting around and yesterday she gave me the biggest scare of our lives so far (which is saying something since you know - her whole heart thing).  I had her in my room on the floor while I was getting some things around and I heard a weird scraping sound, only to see that she had scooched herself about 10 feet to get over to a power cord that belonged to a very heavy humidifier filled with water about to fall on her head.  I managed to grab it right as it was coming off the dresser and she was none the wiser.  I literally had to sit down on the floor to get rid of the immediate dizzy feeling that I had from that close call.  I made sure to inform Nonna that Olivia is now on the go and nothing is out of her reach. 

She's decided that she's not really a fan of pureed foods any longer too.  In fact, she really wants whatever you've got on your plate.  I mean at least a taste and really there hasn't been much that she doesn't like so long as it's something that you're not supposed to be giving a one year old that just has two teeth with another two or three about to cut imminently.  It's making mealtime a joy with a lot of fussing on her end and Mommy racking her brain trying to think how mealtimes are going to go in the future.  It seems like she would do fine having the same that we have for dinner so long as I make some to the side without all the spices (just about everything I make has spice).

Let's see, what else oh yes, TANTRUMS.  I have been "blessed" to watch her now thrash and really share that high pitched ear piercing glass shattering sound when she wants something. Case in point, Sunday night, she really really wanted this DVD of P.S. I love You that was on the coffee table and there was no reasoning with her or subbing it out for a book.  I told her it was a good movie, but nothing to get too carried away about as she sat there and cried all the while putting out her arms and opening and closing her hands just begging for one of us to pick her up and console her.   Eventually I went down and sat on the floor across from her and started quietly trying to hand her toys and books but refusing to hug her or really comfort her.  (Umm...this pretty much sucked, I felt like a terrible person but I know it's something that needs to be nipped in the bud now before she thinks she is Queen of Everyone's Universe).  I'm fairly certain that if she had been a little stronger she would have flung some of the toys clear across the room she was that angry with me.  Eventually though, she settled herself down and picked up one of the toys that had been right there all along.  Sigh...I would have preferred that she looked a little more like me instead of picking up all of my bad personality traits. 

2 comments:

  1. Ahhhh Olivia- you are getting to be such a big girl!! :) :)

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  2. Oh the joys of motherhood! My 3 yr still has tantrums that I can't seem to kick. They are much wiser than we sometimes give them credit for. How can you be mad at her sometimes, Olivia is just too cute!

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