I thought I’d be sad for Bonnie to turn one… sad at the rapid passage of time, sad that I no longer have a newborn, sad that I hardly have a baby anymore, but a toddler (almost!) But I’m not sad at all. Bonnie is learning new things every day. I’m so excited to wake up each morning and see what new thing she’s going to say or do! It is simply amazing how quickly babies learn at this age.
In the past few weeks Bonnie has started saying: light, bottle, ball, boo, and uh-oh. She also says her own little versions of thank you, diaper, and more. These all in addition to the words she already knew: Da-da, Mama, book, and dog.
And she’s learned to do some really cute things too. Sometimes when she hands me her stuffed animals, I will tell her thank you, and then hug the baby, while rocking back and forth. While I do that, I say “Mama’s loving the baby.” Now, Bonnie will pick one of her “babies” up, hug it close to her, and rock back and forth, and “love her baby.” This has made me realize how much she must learn from the small things I do each day without even thinking about them.
She can also tell us what sound a monkey makes (ah ah ah,) and she can show us where her ear is when we ask her. She also knows to “sit down” when we tell her to, and dances (although it’s more of a bounce) and claps to music.
Some of her favorite things to do during the day are: eating, walking (holding my hand, of course,) playing in the sink or kiddie pool (as long as the water isn’t too cold), playing with her babies, and reading books. The girl LOVES her books. She has a basket full of them, and she will pick one out of the basket, thrust it toward me, and say “kk,” which, in Bonnie language means “book.” Then she will sit there and listen to me read it to her over and over and over. And then we do it all over again with another book. I love that she loves books, and I hope that, together, she and I can continue to develop her love of reading as she grows older.
Although Bonnie took her first steps when she was about 10 and a half months old, she has not made ANY walking progress since then. I encourage her to walk as often as possible, but she will only take several steps before either falling, or throwing herself into our arms. Lately, she’s even regressed some, in that when I put her into her walking position, she just bends herself down to her knees and crawls, refusing to walk at all!
Another tough thing we encountered this month was a sleep regression. I really did not expect this, as I thought she’d have her sleeping habits down pat by the time she turned a year old. Thankfully, she only struggled with her sleep (mostly her naps) for about two weeks, and then settled back into her normal routine, after LOTS of cuddles, and a little tough love. We’ve been able to push her bedtime to closer to 7:00, and she is consistently sleeping until around 6am, although sometimes she will wake up a bit earlier, and sometimes a little later.
She no longer takes a bottle, and drinks exclusively from a sippy cup. This melts my heart because it makes me realize how far she’s come in just a few short months. Until she was well into her tenth month of life, Bonnie would not touch a bottle. I believe her relationship with her bottle has been a God-thing.
She nursed (exclusively) until she was ten months old. Around the ten month mark, I knew I needed to begin the weaning process so that Andrew and I could begin working toward our next frozen transfer. Once Andrew and I agreed that it was time to wean Bonnie, she began taking a bottle. I didn’t have to force it. The process was not long or painful; it was nearly flawless.
Once Bonnie began approaching a year old, I began to worry about how we’d wean her from the bottle, because she was growing fairly dependent upon it for naps and bedtime. But when she was just shy of a year old, she began rejecting the bottle in favor of her sippy cup. She stopped wanting to fall asleep with a bottle or cup, and the transition was natural, and initiated by Bonnie.
As silly as it was, the bottle was one of my biggest anxieties. I knew she could not be drinking 24/7 when the time comes to potty train, and I knew I did not want her thinking she needed to have milk in order to fall asleep. And overnight, she outgrew using a drink (from her bottle or cup) for comfort. Just another reminder that God knows our every apprehension, and cares about even our silliest of worries.
We had a birthday party for Bonnie on Saturday, and it went really well. I was nervous because hostessing is not my forte, but Bonnie seemed to enjoy herself, and it was incredibly nice to have friends and family all gathered together, in one place.
I feel so thankful to have been able to spend nearly every moment of the past year with Bonnie. I cannot think of any way I would rather have spent my time.
It has been the best year.