Last night, Mia slept from ten oclock until this morning when I went in to check on her at 8:45. It is always in the back of my mind that something might be wrong when any of our babies have done this. What if they don't wake up? She was laying there, still as a statue, curled up in a ball with her eyes half open, staring at the corner of her crib. My heart stopped, my stomach balled up in a knot, and I tentatively put my hand on her back. She took a deep breath, but didn't turn to look at me. Still staring at the stuffed lamb in the corner, I saw a dimple appear in her cheek, and her face broke into a smile. She finally turned to me and reached her arms out. [utter prayer here]
She fills her days with all sorts of baby tricks. Like pulling up on the furniture and cruising along, clapping, clicking her tongue, and waving. She stands if I set her up on her feet and let go of her hands. But only long enough for me to say 'wow, look she's standing up', then she sits down. She has one tooth peeking through her gums on the bottom right. She enjoys throwing food off the side of her highchair, and always returns after a meal to clean it up. She says a breathy 'hi' when you call her name, and she even manages something that sounds like 'uh-oh' when prompted. I can tell she is trying to talk, as she babbles at us in different kinds of syllables. Recent research found that an infant's babbling actually comes from the speech center of the brain. It means something to them.
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