Nora's new phrase when she is scared or overwhelmed is, "I can't handle it!" It snowed a few weeks back and she decided she wanted to sled down the driveway. Under the snow was a layer of ice however, and that paired with our driveway's steep slope, made for a faster than expected ride down toward the street. She screamed all the way down and then at the bottom, staring crying saying, "I can't handle it!!!!" Shes a sensitive little soul!
The last few months she has been not so great at feeding herself. I think its mostly that she is lazy, not that she is not capable. Sometimes she will get through 1/2 to 3/4 of dinner before deciding she wants us to feed her, sometimes she won't eat any of it on her own. I notice it especially when she doesn't like the food at hand. The annoying part is that if I allow her to just be done and not eat what she won't feed herself, then she complains about being hungry, the minute she leaves the dinner table. So for now we somewhat resign ourselves to feeding her what she won't herself. The odd thing is, she won't fight us at all when we offer he bites, but she absolutely refuses to take her own bites. Its pretty frustrating. I am hoping it is a short lived phase!
We had a scary incident at Matthews Beach park the other day. There is a tall rock climbing wall, about 8-9 feet tall. I was standing about 10 feet from it, alternating between watching Nora climb it, and watching Will do the monkey bars on another part of the park. Suddenly I hear a shriek from another mom, and look over in time to see Nora tumbling off the top of this climbing structure. She was head over heels, limbs akimbo, and landed on her neck. My heart felt like it stopped as I raced over, arriving only a second after she reached the ground. I thought for sure she had injured herself seriously. Miraculously she sat up and was totally fine. She had a good cry and once she (and I) calmed down, we left to go back home. That was enough park excitement for one day!
Since then however I think she might have a bit of PTSD from that incident. Shes never had nightmares before, but now she is suddenly having them several times a week, and the dreams are always about this fall. She will wake up sweaty and just sob and sob for 10-15 minutes at a time. I'm never quite sure how to comfort her, other than holding her in my lap, letting her cry, and agreeing that that her fall was very scary and that she was right to be scared. I tell her I will keep her safe and that she now knows to be careful while climbing walls like that. I'm thinking that maybe another trip back to that park might be in order so that she can have some more good associations with it, and not have her main memory be of that fall. Poor little thing! So traumatic!
Finally, in the past couple of months, Nora has really developed a love of baby dolls, and babies in general, including her baby brother. She never really paid him too much attention before, but now suddenly she talks to him more, tries to play with him, and tells him she loves him. She is also interested in watching me do things with him (carry him, change his diaper, feed him, walk him in a stroller, etc.), and mimic those things with her baby dolls. It reminds me of myself when my first sister was born. I wanted to do everything my mom did with my babies too! She will diligently walk her babies in their stroller, put them into their cradle, carry them in a homemade baby sling and sleep with them in her bed (thats something I don't do!). Its very sweet to see her little maternal side come out. In that vein, shes been interested in talking about when she will grow boobs. She talks about wanting boobs and tells me all the time, and very excitedly that her boobs are growing! Oh dear me I am NOT ready for THAT yet!
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