Sadie turned 9 months today.
How is it possible that she's been on the outside for as long as she was on the inside? She's been born for, like, five minutes, and while I'm not positive of the exact numbers, I'm fairly sure I was pregnant for roughly forty years.
Our daughter is the happy light of our lives. Yeesh, that's so goopy to write. But Sadie, one day when you read this, at least you'll know that I really meant it and haven't just been blowing smoke up your ass telling you that you were a great baby. You really are a great baby.
She has a tooth now, one tiny tooth in front, on the bottom, on the lefthand side. She stands by herself, hanging onto the ottoman or her Winnie the Pooh activity table, yelling "AHHHHHH" to make sure we can see her achieving her awesome feat. She talks to us, very seriously, in alien baby garble. She eats food with chunks in it.
She thinks water is funny. She thinks my knee is funny. She thinks when I use her as a gun, yelling "lock and load!" and run around the house pointing her head at the dogs while making "pew pew pew" noises, it's funny.
She loves the shape of leaves against the sky.
She curls into me when we arrive at daycare, looking shy. She does the same when we're out running errands, but then she makes eye contact with the person standing nearest to us and gives them a flirtatious smile.
She wears a sun hat without protest, still hates having lotion put on after her bath, and pretends not to know how to hold a bottle on her own. Simultaneously, she will strike at my hand as it holds the remote control like an angry cobra, pulling it away and hitting a button that causes our entire entertainment system to freeze up and go into convulsions.
She likes Ricky Nelson's "Calendar Girl" and being danced around the kitchen. She likes banging a plastic spoon against the tray on her high chair. She likes sitting in her carseat, furrowing her eyebrows at a set of plastic car keys. She will root around in the cupholders attached to the carseat because she knows that's where a pacifier sometimes lurks. She will find the paci and shove it into her mouth backwards, frown, pull it out and reinsert it correctly.
She never cries when you pour soapy water over her head.
She makes a Stunned and Surprised face when you feed her something she didn't expect to like, like shredded cheese, then looks up at you all, "MOM! THIS SHIT IS GOOD!"
She melts into the baby swings at the playground, smiling as she swings forward to meet you. Sometimes she falls asleep in the swing.
She is the best baby anyone could have asked for.
Oh my gosh she is sooo cuute!
ReplyDeleteI love how the dog just plays with her!
You and your sister were the best, cutest, most intelligent babies in the history of the world. But Sadie is right up there.
ReplyDeleteHow do you get her to not mind soapy water poured on her head??