She’s amazing – I’m lucky

Shortly before we left the house Thursday morning, I was hiding in the kitchen making a phone call (seriously, it’s just easier to hide with the phone than to convince Chloe Mae she doesn’t need it) and Chloe was playing in the living room.  When I got done with my call, I peeked around the corner to see what she was doing and I found her sitting on the edge of her beanbag, with a hat on, attempting to put a shoe on her foot.  For some reason, that was a moment that made me stop and just think about how amazing this little girl is.  It seems pretty normal though, right??  Except that when I had gone into the kitchen, her shoes were away in the cube and the hat was just sitting on a chair.  She got her shoes out,  got the hat and sat down to put it all on all by herself with no prompting from me.

A year ago, she was eating every couple hours and spent most of the rest of her time sleeping.  I had just started working and we were all adjusting to our new lives.

Six months ago, Chloe was just figuring out how to stack her rings, wasn’t yet crawling, but was regularly giggling at us and waving like a champ.

Three months ago, Chloe was crawling and cruising, but still not walking.  She had just started signing a few words for us and seemed to understand some of what we said.

Today, she doesn’t just walk, she basically runs.  She has probably a dozen signs and a few words, understands practically everything we say, even if she tries to pretend she doesn’t sometimes, and I’d say we can understand what she’s trying to tell us at least 50% of the time.  She does puzzles, ‘reads’ books on her own and loves having us read to her.  She helps us get her dressed and undressed by offering up her hands and feet at the proper times and can put a hat and sunglasses on herself.

Sometimes in the day-to-day, it’s hard to remember how amazing the experience of raising a child really is, because she’s cranky sometimes and ridiculously stubborn most times.  I need to remember how amazing she is though, always.


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