One month from today Natali turns 1 year old. This time last year Kelli was blogging about being 34 weeks pregnant .
It's all gone by extremely fast. I swear each time I turn around Natali is changing.
This morning she woke up around 6:20AM and I gave her the morning bottle. She is now holding her own bottles as long as she can lay in our laps. I just watched in amazement as just a few months ago she was this tiny body who could barely hold her head up.
I'm pretty sure she is associating the word/sound "Daddy" with me. I said it to her thousands of times over the last few months. Yesterday she said it while I was on speakerphone with Kelli. Today I tried to put her to bed around 3PM. She played in her crib for 20-30 minutes. I watched and listened to her via the monitor and camera. I heard the pacifier fall to the ground. She played a little longer before crying. The crying turned into the "daddy, daddy, daddy" sounds soon after. I came into the room and she was still making the sound.
Natali loves to read books. Well okay she loves to be read to. If either one of us picks up a book Natali will come crawling over. Once in our lap she will sit quietly as we read to her. Her Grandma read to her for 15 minutes straight last week. Natali just sat and watched the pages and listened to the words.
She appears to be quite the smarty pants as well.
We blocked off the back part of the living room behind the couch where the dogs are. Today one of the baby gates was open that leads to the hallway and kitchen. Natali crawled over the baby gate (she's mastered the task), down the hall, into the kitchen, thru the kitchen and to the other baby gate which was open (because it was blocked off by a baby fence behind the couch). She went thru the gate and up to the next gate which the dogs were behind.
She loves to scamper away, stop and look back at us with a smile.
I'm thinking we might celebrate her birthday a little early as a large part of her family will be in New York in early August.
I'm still 100% sure I don't want another child. Natali is enough. It was hard enough having her. It was a lot of work that produced a smart, beautiful and funny child.