I'm not officially doing monthly updates anymore, but here's a little look at what Mo is up to these days, for posterity's sake. She was 13 months on Valentine's Day, and she celebrated by bringing Valentine's cards with plastic bracelets to daycare. From her friends, she got a bunch of cards and treats, as well.
She has sprouted a bunch more teeth. I think she's up to 10 now, though she doesn't let me peer into her mouth often, so it's hard to be sure. I do know she recently got her first two molars, one on top and one on bottom. She was a cranky drool machine a couple weeks ago, and I suspect that's why. We bought these teething pod things that have clove and other natural ingredients that apply with a q-tip. She loves the taste (they smell like tea) and they seem to help.
This is not a demonstration of her teeth, but rather her sometimes wild hair.
She went through a short phase where she was testing how much of a reaction a good screaming fit would get her. I think she learned quickly that it's not much. She would scream and cry, complete with snot and spittle, for no reason. But her mother is very stubborn, and I was able to ride out these fits with no problem. Mike was a little more delicate about the whole thing, but pretty quickly Mo figured out that hysteria was not the way to get attention.
Mo took her first official steps on January 25. Two very intentional, very clear steps. And over the next month she gained more and more confidence. A lot of people said that one days she'd just take off walking, but that's not her way. That may be true for some kids, but Mo was very deliberate about learning to walk, understanding the mechanics. I could actually see her processing what she was doing and learning from it. She'd take two steps, then five, then a couple days after she turned 13 months, she set a new record at 10. This past weekend we were at a hotel overnight with my whole family, a Christmas gift from my dad and stepmom. I think in order to try to keep up with the big kids, something clicked for Mo. She walked across the hotel room, at least 30 steps, and then she did it again and again. By the end of the weekend, we declared her a walker. She still crawls of course, but she actually chooses walking as a mode of transportation, not just when prompted. It's funny because my niece learned to walk on a family vacation a few years ago. I guess it's a thing.
She has a new favorite lovey. This time it's a little puppy she got from her great grandparents on her birthday. She still loves to sleep with it, and takes it with her when we let her. She's giddy whenever she sees Pup Warner (that's what we've named him)!
She now has three signs that she uses with fluency: all done, eat, and more. She's starting to figure out sleep, as well. She claps, she waves, she blows kisses, she plays peek a boo, and she does "so big!" That last one is interesting. It's not something we ever did with her, and one day recently I was like, that's the quintessential kid trick, I should teach her! I showed her about three times, and she had it down. It amazes me how quickly she can learn things now.
We had some friends over recently, and they have a 20 month old. She and Mo played together. That doesn't sound like anything great, but it was the first time I reallys aw Mo play interactively. She parallel played for a long time, as is normal for that age. But with this girl, she was chasing and laughing and interacting. Playing. I suppose she does that at daycare a lot now, but since I don't often get to see her with other kids, it was amazing to watch.
Earlier this month I left Mo for two nights in a row, the longest I've ever been away. It meant there was a whole day, from morning to night, that I didn't see her. I've been with her for at least a part of every day her whole life, so that seemed huge to me. She was fine of course, in very capable hands. The first night I was gone, we FaceTimed, and it was kind of awful. At first, she was thrilled to see me - laughing, babbling, giving kisses, reaching for the phone. But then she realized she couldn't actually get to me, and she immediately began to cry. It was heartbreaking because there was nothing I could do but hang up and let Mike comfort her. We did not do FaceTime again.
I say it all the time, but Mo is such a joy. She is so damn good, so happy and easy-going and joyful. I love spending time with her, and I love having her in my life. Thanks for being the best Momo Doan!