can i just say how lucky i am to have a baby like beatrice? being her mom has been such a joy, she really is one of the happiest babies in the history of babies. aside from her being afraid of loud noises, militantly resisting snuggles, and gaining a burgeoning talent for hilarious crocodile-teared 5-second temper tantrums, hanging out with her is a piece of cake.
she goes to bed at night between 6:30 and 8:30 without any issues. she sleeps through the night and has been almost since we brought her home from the hospital. she wakes up between 8 and 10 everyday {every day is a surprise!}. she will entertain herself just playing with toys or books for hours, but she also likes to read and play with me. she will eat almost anything {except scrambled eggs?? what is up with that?} she likes to watch movies with me when mommy needs a mental health day. and she actually sits through almost an entire movie.
it's like she was tailor made just for me.
i hear all these struggles moms have with sleep training, teething horror stories, picky eaters, and a myriad of other issues and i am always waiting for the other shoe to drop with bea, but it never has. she is, and always has been, such a content little human. people have been saying "just you wait" since the day she was born, but she's always proved them wrong. i'm surprised everyday at how easygoing she is. she brings so much joy to my life, i can't even say. after i put her to bed each night, i miss being with her after just 20 minutes. i love spending my days with her. i can't imagine life without her.
she loves clothes and gets so excited whenever i reveal which outfit she is going to wear for the day. she loves blowing kisses, giving her stuffed animals kisses, and giving gramma kisses through facetime on my phone. she loves panting like a dog and saying "doggy!" whenever she sees a doggy, whether it's in real life, on the tv, or a stuffed dog. she loves to crawl all over the place and revels in the luxury of not having to walk anywhere {she knows how. i've seen her do it. she doesn't know i know}. she has 7 teeth and loves to eat tomatoes. she loves macaroni and cheese just like her mama. she has just enough hair to pull into 2 pigtails. she loves her stuffed animals, especially her dotty dog, and has recently overcome her fear of cookie monster and allowed him to join the ranks of her favorite stuffed animals. she likes to bring him to me and make me do the cookie monster voice over and over again. she likes to do this thing where she puts her foot on her tray in her high chair, no matter how many times we put it back in the leg hole. she loves her daddy; her ears perk up and she dashes to the entry way every night when she hears the door open when daddy comes home. she can't sit still for more than 5 seconds {unless she's watching something with mommy}. she LOVES to dance, and throws her arms up and starts dancing whenever she hears the slightest hint of a beat. she loves to sing, and i can always hear her singing in the backseat while we're driving, singing me the songs of her people. she will sing and dance to any type of music out there. and she is almost ALWAYS smiling.
i know i say this all the time, but i honestly have no idea what i did to deserve such a wonderful baby, but here i am, with my precious little bea, and i couldn't be happier about it. happy birthday, little bea. here's to a gazillion more years with you in our little forever family.
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