Silas makes a new sound every few hours. I sometimes wish he'd put them all together and say what he wants instead of having mini meltdowns when he gets frustrated but I find myself loving, maybe a little too much, that he's still such a baby in some ways.
He can say: Ya, no, baba, momma, uh oh, oh, oh no, wow, thee kee (thank you), issy (sissy), bye, mmmnumanumanuma (he wants food)
He still wakes up for a ba at 5a.m. like clockwork. He's been sleeping in his toddler bed...most of the time...but he often wakes up, runs down the hall to my room, and says, "momma iwa up up!" I can't resist that! He's my buddy. I have a bond with him I've never had with my older two because they had each other. I'm hoping he'll still be my buddy when Stella Kat arrives. Right now he's not too fond of her...he yells "no" at my belly when he sees it. Adorable!
I got bored with facebook so I deleted it last week. Any way to keep my life mine is wonderful and gives me so much energy for productive experiences. Plus, I'm just bored in general with social networking. I'd rather get together with people in person than only online. All in all I'm happy. I went to the doctor last week and I'm 1cm dilated and 50% effaced. He wants to induce me on 7/21 so Silas and Stella don't have the same birthday but I figure if I get to the 21st and she's still in there, let's see when she comes out on her own. It no longer bothers me if they have the same birthday. I can prepare a huge birthday bash just fine.
Yawn! Nap time.
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