The day after Christmas we got up at 3 am and under the cover of night took off for North Carolina to visit my sister and her family. Like many parents, we have taken to undertaking road trips when the baby is asleep. Although it is difficult on the energy levels, it is the only way to maintain one’s sanity.
While in North Carolina, Azita had a lot of firsts and perfected a lot of things that weren’t quite firsts but were definitely somewhat new. My little girl is so grown up now, but at least she still smells like a baby. I suspect that the day I sniff her head or the back of her neck and no longer smell baby, I may curl up under the covers and never come out.
So, here’s a list:
- Climbing and Descending Stairs: We live in an apartment, so there are no stairs in our home. My sister’s home not only has stairs, it has a giant staircase leading up to the second floor. And, Azita mastered those puppies. Within 5 minutes of entering my sister’s home, she found the stairs and made her way all the way up to the top. I’m not talking about crawling up the stairs. I’m talking about holding on to the bars and walking up. She prefers to crawl, but she can walk them. I swear it.
- Drinking Milk: Azita wants to do whatever the big kids are doing, and the big kids were drinking milk. So, Azita had to have a sip. Since she’s a couple weeks shy of a year I figured there wouldn’t be any harm, so she had her first taste of milk and I had my first taste of what it will be like to not lug around a bunch of bottles and their fixings.
- Playing in the Big Kids’ Playground: We took a late afternoon trip to the mall, and after a whole day of refusing to sleep Azita was almost in la-la-land. Then we took my nephews to the playground in the mall, and her head perked up. Then she was climbing out of my sling, and next thing I know she is trying to climb up a green, shiny foam slide then a giant foamy lighthouse and a plastic biplane. She fearlessly approached everything and everyone in that playground, and then we had an incident that required a mad dash to find a changing table. Still, it was so much fun, and we are now officially in search of every playground we can find in the national capital area.
- Opening and Closing Doors: A couple weeks ago Azita started opening and closing doors, but she didn’t really have the hang of it, as evidenced by the giant, bruised bump on her forehead. Well, after about an hour or two of opening and shutting the same door over and over, she now has the hang of it. And I hope that she’s able to open many more doors than she closes in the future.
- Walking in the Grass: Azita walked out of doors this weekend, including a wondrous stroll in the grass. She loved it. It reminded me how magical grass is (go ahead and snicker. I am well aware of the double entendre I just uttered.). She not only walked in it, but she reached down and grabbed it by the handful. I could almost smell my own childhood watching her discover this bit of the world — an added bonus to parenthood.
- Riding a Tricycle: I saved this one for last, because it’s really only partially true. She did sit on a tricycle, the tricycle was moving, and her feet were kind of on the pedals. But, truthfully, I was pushing it. And, she did fall off it.
Can you tell I had the time of my life? And the best part of it is that I have an entire week left to enjoy my baby 24 hours a day. I could really get used to this.
p.s. In case you feel the need to point it out, I already know I’m a failure. I made it this far through the month of December, posting every day, until yesterday. I promise to do better next month, because I do intend to attempt NaBloPoMo again.