91 & 92 Weeks And Counting

Last week (week 91) we took the kids on a little trip so I didn't get the chance to report on The Baby's progress. Suffice it to say you didn't miss much. Week 91 was a total flop on the Mommy front.

Now on to week 92.  It is now 92 weeks and counting since The Baby was born.  She still has a big personality, she is still beautiful, and she still refuses to say Mama.

This is a condensed list of the other wonderful things The Baby has learned to say this week:

Ouch: The Baby has very unruly hair.  When The Baby's hair is happy it forms into beautiful little ringlets.  When her hair is angry it is wild and goes everywhere.  I tried to cut The Baby's hair, but that was a mistake. The cutting of the hair just made the hair very angry and it stayed angry for weeks.  Therefore, I have taken to putting her hair up in ponytails or pigtails.  The hair seems to be okay with this.  The Baby's hair and I had established a truce.

The Baby has never really complained about having her hair brushed.  Her older sister, on the other hand, always complains about hair brushing.  This week The Baby has decided it's funny to mimic her older sister and say ouch whenever you come near her with a hair brush.  She says it so much it's hard to tell if she is really in pain or just faking you out.  This turn of events has caused me to let her run around with wild hair more often than I care to admit.   My truce with The Baby's hair appears to be over.

Bed: The Baby, against my wishes,  is being moved into a toddler bed this weekend.   She's more than ready for the transition.  I am not so ready for the transition.

The toddler bed is in the garage.  The Baby has seen the bed.  The Baby has screamed for the bed.  The Baby has cried and begged for the bed to be brought into the house.  The Baby loves the new bed.  I hate the bed.

Am I still feeling optimistic that The Baby will start to call me Mama? Yes, yes I am.  It's bound to happen eventually.  She can't call me "Boss Lady" forever. The Baby is one smart cookie. One day she is going to realize that she can you use the word Mama to her advantage and that will be the day that she caves.  I just have to bide my time.  Week 93 may be that week.  I will keep you posted.

Commenting is closed.

We hope you like this article!
Please help us grow by sharing:

Get Updates In Your Inbox

Free weekly emails, plus get access
to subscriber-only prizes.

We won't share your email. You can cancel at any time.

Email This Post to a Friend
"91 & 92 Weeks And Counting"

Separate multiple emails with a comma. Limit 5.


Success! Your email has been sent!

close window
neat stories? Like us on Facebook!
Close: I already like you guys!