So says the Swan of Avon. I say, an apt expression for a post on our little Wren.
Does that photo progression make anyone else weepy? Just me? Ok.
We have Wren’s next heart appointment next month, and those always make me nervous. We have gotten results anywhere from open heart surgery is possibly imminent to her heart looks great and we won’t need to check it as often maybe in the many, many pediatric cardiologist appointments we have had. We got the latter opinion last time, and I am hoping and praying that trend continues.
Despite her heart condition, Wren has been surprising all of us. She is growing right on track, and is solidly in 2T sized clothing now. She still isn’t talking as much as I would like, but she has finally progressed to two word sentences. She says, “I do!” if you say something like, “Who wants ice cream?” She has also commanded my mom to “Sit. Eat.”, while indicating with her little finger exactly where Mom must sit and eat. She has also picked up many more individual words to add to her vocabulary. Her favorite is to ask for her baby doll while being buckled into her car seat. (“Baby! Baby!”).
As anyone who follows my snapchat knows, Wren has an obsession with baby dolls right now. She is always walking around with one tucked under her arm, and must sleep with one at night (in addition to her white blankie.) She is not picky as to which baby accompanies her, which is nice because we have baby dolls galore around here. There is always one on hand.
She is our champion sleeper. You drop her into her crib for naps or bed time, pull up her favorite blankie by her cheek, and she will pop that thumb in her mouth and go right to sleep. She sometimes will wake up in the middle of the night and talk to herself for a while, but I just close her door and problem solved. She will just talk herself back to sleep. Her naps are always a solid three hours. Sometimes I have to just wake her up by 6 pm or else I’m afraid her bed time will be ruined.
She is a tenacious little squirt, and always has to be in the middle of where the action is. She will follow around her big sisters, trying to do exactly what they are doing. She thinks she is just as old and capable as Ruthie. If her sisters try to take advantage of her tender age while they are all playing together, she will make her fury known to the whole house. No perceived slight goes unpunished by our scrappy little bird. The older girls are a little in awe of her.
If she wants me to get her something, she will push my legs with her little hands until I reach her intended destination. Then, she will point adamantly until I figure it out. So, she definitely communicates, I just wish she did it verbally. I keep trying to identify and repeat words and phrases for her, but she just silently smiles her indulgent smile and keeps doing what she’s doing. Little scamp.
She has finally adjusted to Rhea’s presence and is a whole lot less clingy now. It is so nice to be able to cook dinner without a toddler attached to my legs. She can even say, “Rhea.” And that is the only name she says in addition to the names of people who can give her stuff she wants that she coincidentally knows (“mama”, “dada”, and “ahway” [my mom]).
How is she almost 2?! It seems like only yesterday I was waking up a groggy Scott at 5:30 am to tell him my water had broken. She is such a Daddy’s girl. Whenever he gets home from work, she is the first one to run to him, squealing, “Dada! Dada! Dada!” When I left her with him while we went to church on All Saints Day (she was sick), we came home to find them snuggling on the couch and slumbering sweetly. Make my heart hurt, why don’t you!
Love you, Wrennie. You keep doing things in your own time and don’t let anyone (including me) pressure you into doing things on theirs. Know that I am so proud of you and will be following your life with considerable interest.
I was dreading Emerson’s 2 year appointment when she was 22 months because her language wasn’t where I wanted it to be and BOOM, the last two weeks – we are a full blown talker. Some full sentences but more importantly, she can repeat any word now and retain it. So Em is a month or two older than Wren which means you can relax for the next two months at minimum!
I love that she stands her ground with her sisters. I love a girl with some gumption.
That gives me comfort, thank you. I hope she talks soon!
Well that made me a bit emotional, you are so right about letting her do things at her own pace. I needed to hear that xxx and as always Wren is just adorable!
Thanks, Sarah! Yeah, I have to remind myself of that often with my girls. I’m always tempted to compare them to each other and other children, and I know that is just plain silly. I just have to let them be themselves and support and guide them along the way!