A Blog for My Daughter

Words from a Mother

WOW!  2 years old today.  I cannot believe how the time has just flown by.  

The difference between 1 year and 2 years is huge for so many reasons.  The first being that I am more occupied by entertaining Kahlan and running my everyday life now, that this blog and immortalizing memories in pictures and words has just not happened as much as I wish it would.  But more importantly, Kahlan has changed so much.  

She’s changing every single day by leaps and bounds.  She is starting to show her need for independence even more and it’s amazing and frustrating at the same time.  Her word count has skyrocketed from even just a month ago.  Just in this past week she started repeating a word right after I say it even though she’s never said that word before.  

She started hopping with both feet at the same time.  She loves to spin around, more specifically when Brian or I hold her and spin really fast.  It makes me so dizzy and nauseous even but she loves it.  

She loves to dress up.  Bracelets, necklaces, earrings, dresses and skirts are a favorite as well as hats.  Hats of all types.  Oh, and butterfly wings.  Flying around the living room in her wings, I can’t help but smile.  

She loves to perform and to sing.  Oh my god does she love to sing.  She stands there with her microphone and belts out a note along to the music.  It doesn’t matter if its the radio or me trying to get a key right on her guitar.  She just sings.  And the best is when she spreads her arms wide and she puts everything she has into that one note.

Her make believe playtime has started to change too.  Now she is actually pretending processes.  Like baking muffins.  She breaks her eggs and pours things into the bowl, whisks it, spoons it into her tin, bakes it and then eats it.  She even burps and uses her sign for excuse me.  
She recently started pretending our closet is an elevator and we ride it up and down in the morning.  Even with a hop as it stops at the floors.  

She started this cute thing where when you ask her a question she tips her head to the side, puts her finger by her mouth and makes a thinking noise.  
She has learned to move her step stool from the bathroom into the kitchen not only to play with the light switch, but to more easily move along the counter to grab things.  Her learning tower I guess it to heavy for her to move.  So smart she is.  

She is finally mastering the stair descent, but still likes to be carried up and down the stairs.  Of course she is getting big and it gets harder every time, but I won’t stop just yet as I don’t want her to stop asking.
She is still a lover of all things bubbles.  Even the bubbles in the bathtub, the bubbles when she washes her hands, the bubbles in the puddles…..bubbles, bubbles, bubbles.
She loves learning how things work, which she obviously inherited from her father.  She is always looking at things very carefully, and I can just see her learning and figuring it out.

 She has developed a love for Mickey Mouse.  She recognizes all the characters and can point them out, but she LOVES Mickey.  And Pete.  No clue why, but she also points and says Pete.

She still loves cheese, peanut butter and yogurt as much as she did a year ago, but she is really loving on soup.  Her favorite being Chicken Noodle.  She loves to say soup, she loves to pretend to make soup, she loves to eat soup.  She even dips her crackers into the broth.

 She is mischievous and crazy sometimes.  She even brings me to the end of my rope on some days.  And I always feel bad after I yell, because just look at that face.  I know she is just doing her job in learning her limits and learning what she can do.  I try to remind myself of that all the time.  She is just being a kid.
Everyday I lay in bed I think, “Phew, thank god today is over.  What are we doing tomorrow? What time do I have to get up?  When is nap time again?”

But I also think, “How did I get so lucky?”  She really is a calm child.  A caring child.  Running to a baby when she hears it crying to check on it.  She is energetic and full of it.  She is a ham and loves attention.  
She has the most infectious laugh.  She will randomly break out into a laugh for no reason at all, just to laugh.  And I can’t help but follow suit.  She’ll cover her mouth to laugh.  Or put her hands on her belly and laugh.  She loves to laugh.

And boy what a beautiful smile.  She smiles with her whole face, even her eyes.  She has a gleam in them that just tells you she is so happy.
She also has a way to cry on que.  Yeah, maybe she is a star in the making.
Today she hit her head and normally she runs to me.  I leaned down and kissed her head, then went to pick her up and she pushed me away and went to Brian for hugs.  It was amazing to see her go to him for comfort, and I’m sure he loved it too.  Just as long as it’s not all the time.  I still need to take care of my baby.

She is the love of my life.  My everything.  We have our days that are trying, but we always come back to cuddle and hug each other.  We always come back to our unconditional love for each other.  It is the greatest feeling in the world.  And I know it may not last, she’ll become a teenager and I’ll become the enemy.  But I hope that we will always have it this way.  My life is truly complete with her in it.
Happy Birthday My Love.