Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Spencer: 15 Months

Spencer Rosalyn Moore is 15 months old!


Stats: 23.5lbs heavy. 31.5 inches tall. Size 4 diaper. Size 18months clothes. Size 4T shoe size. 5 teeth.

What she's saying: HI! Bye! Night Night! Mama! Dadda! Kitty Cat! Duckie! Cookie! Keys! Water! EEE-eee (Her way of saying Gigi)! She's also saying a bunch of sounds associated with people she knows and animals. For example: "Spencer, what does a dinosaur say?" And she'll "ROWR ROWR ROWR!"

She's learned that her Dadda clicks for his nurses to come (something he did when right after his injury before he could talk - and it stuck) aaaand so when we say, "What does Dadda say?" Spencer clicks her tongue. Y'all. Pure hilarity. I die. 

Favorite foods: Shes a great eater! She loves blueberries, kiwi, oranges, peanut butter, pasta, cheese, ice cream, yogurt, guac, beans/chili, etc. Her comfort food is graham crackers. Recently was introduced to chocolate... no looking back now! 

Favorite books: Spencer looooves her books. She brings me a book and she'll turn around and sit in my lap ready to see what the book has to say. Sometimes over and over and over. Her favorite book at the moment is "I Love You, Stinky Face!"  But also she loves Goodnight Moon, any of the Karen Katz lift-the-flap books, and her Elmo books. 

Favorite show: Speaking of Elmo, this kid is obsessed! Spencer LOVES Elmo's World. She sings it (as much as she can without actually saying words) a lot of times a day. Sometimes I'll hear it over the baby monitor, she'll sing it while putting herself to sleep. I'm not one to plop my kid in front of the iPad all day, however... if I need to get a few things done and she's being an insane little person: YouTube. Elmo. Done. She doesn't even care if it's the same one. She's glued. She's starting to come around to Sesame Street as a whole, but Elmo is certainly very much still her homie. Once, we saw another kid holding an Elmo doll. I got super nervous Spencer would attack him. It's that serious.

What she's doing: Spencer is walking, running and climbing. Just within the past week I've found her wanting to stand on her little baby chairs, her rocking chair, rocking horse, in the tub, etc. If I forget to break down the stroller, she'll climb up that and stand in it, jumping in it. She's learned it's fun to jump on the bed. Eh. She can open all the lever-handle doors in our condo. She can push the buttons on the washer and effectively stop my load mid-cycle. She can climb steps and is now learning to climb down them. She's learning to knock on doors. She's gotten great at pushing buttons.

She waves hi and bye. She can blow kisses. She will show her tongue when you say, "let me see your teeth!" She puts her hand up to her ears (like a telephone) when she hears the house phone ringing. She can sign "more please" when she wants more or gets hungry. She also knows the sign for water. She can show you her belly button, teeth, nose, feet, fingers, etc. 

She's just learned to put items back in things. Toys in baskets, etc. That's huge! I don't think I taught her directly, she must have learned from watching me.

She loves her Dad's wheelchair. And unfortunately for him, he doesn't even have to be in it. She likes to sit in it when he's in bed. She'll sit in it so proudly. She'll play with any and all buttons, especially the ones that make a BEEP.  She's even found where his back-up manual w/c is, and likes to bounce on that.

You may or may not know, I'm now a consultant for LuLaRoe (shameless plug)  which means there are several clothing racks in the house. She loves to run through the hanging dresses and let them sweep over her. 

What she loves: She loves the Play Center at the Y where I work out. She has such fun there and is so happy with the caretakers and other kids. She loves the park; the swings, the toys, the steps. She loves our neighbors and will help herself in their house once they open the door for her. She loves FaceTiming with her Gigi and Peepops daily around dinner to see them and the kitty cats. She loves animals. Dogs. She's surprisingly gentle with dogs and will slowly stick her hand out to them. She loves music and loves to dance; she's really enjoying a Mommy and Me music class we've been taking. She loves outdoors. Loves elevators. She loves this puppy pillow (pictured above) someone got her for my baby shower which we lovingly call Puppy Brother. She really does love pillows in general. It's quite cute. She'll grab one just to sit on.

Personality: She's a shiny, happy baby. Very smiley. Very friendly. Very social. Very vocal. She will hug another kid/baby around the neck after just meeting them with no problem. Sometimes the reactions from the other kids are priceless. Like, many aren't happy about it.  She gets ornery when hungry (like her Mama) and has tantrums like any other kid. She's just learned that she can pinch, bite and slap. That's been fun!

Sleep: Spencer, overall, is a pretty good sleeper unless she gets sick, teething, or we travel, of course. She sleeps in her crib with her two teddy bears, one of which we call Night Night Bear. He plays like ten minutes of lullabies, which she loves. She knows how to turn it on for when needs the comforting tunes of ole NNB overnight. She's gotten very good at putting herself to sleep, thanks to some sleep-training. I'm now a firm-believer. She'll lay in her crib after I put her down for sometimes 30 minutes singing, whimpering, talking herself to sleep without actually crying.   

She is a gem and brightens the day of just about anyone. She is our happiness! And, I love to see all the layers of her personality as she grows. Happy 15 months, Spencer!

Quit that growing stuff right now!

Saturday, January 9, 2016

This One

This girl. Entertainment 24-7. She has a 15-month (!!) appointment coming up in a few weeks, so I'll do a good write up on all things Spencer then. Such a happy little soul with a gigantic personality.

Oh, Spencer. Never change. Hearts! 

I thought it was cute to let her run around the house nakies for a minute.
And then she proceeded to sprinkle her urine on my carpet.

Luna Lee and Spencer Rosalyn


Spencer has a best friend in this little girl already. You know how I know? Because Spencer Rosalyn repeatedly steals her paci (Spencer doesn't use a paci), and excitedly and sweetly, but with the aggression and the expected grace of a 1-year old, yanks, pokes and scratches at poor Luna.

And Luna will sometimes cry, and sometimes just watch in pure fear, but she still seems entertained and happy to have her buddy, just five months her elder around. Nothing but love!

We like to say that soon, Luna will catch up. And then... watch out little Miss Spence. It's on, probably. 

Can't wait to see the memories these two continue to make.  I love them both so much separately but even more when they are together.

PS) The backstory on Luna's mom, Jamie: Her and I have known each other and have been friends since middle school. Her and her husband were already in Atlanta when Jimmy got flown to the Shepherd Center in August of 2011. They were here with us and very much helped us along the way. Never then could I have imagined we'd both have baby girls together after something like that. Life is amazing!

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

A New Adventure


I'm stepping way out of my comfort zone on this one. Like way, way, way.  This is a challenge I'm ready to take. Gulp. Sales! 

Sometimes having a family to provide for means I think less about how annoyed people will get with me and the fact that I've added them to YET ANOTHER SALES GROUP ON FACEBOOK, and realize that might I actually be able to make this work for us. Staying home with the baby means the world the world THE WORLD. I'm really excited about this. Haven't worked since August 2011. Anxious to get back at it. 

I'm officially an independent sales consultant for Lularoe clothing. It's sassy. Chic. Trendy. Comfy, OMG SO COMFY. Lots of sizes. And, pretty affordable. (Omg, that sounded like a pitch ALREADY didn't it?)

Lularoe sells through their consultants only (That's me!). This stuff is catching on and people are digging it. *I'm* loving it, and my favorite color is grey. Seriously. 

So, if you're keeping track..

1) Provide for family. Check!
2) Personal challenge set outside of my comfort zone. Check!
3) Spruce up my life with COLOR (another personal challenge) and pretty patterns and more things to make me happy, as well as spreading the cheer. Check!

Let us all purchase pretty, colorful clothes (from me) and BE SO HAPPY. We can frolic together.

Thanks for your patience while I add you to my group. Please feel free to peace-out if you'd like.No hard feelings. If you wanna stay and hang with the cool kids, I'll be posting inventory, and announcements there. I also get to do what's called Pop-Up Parties, where you (yes, you) can play hostess and earn free clothes based on what I sell. LLR consultants get random sizes and prints with each shipment. Don't know what I'm getting yet, but I do know there's a heavy box on it's way to me from California. Yayyys.

Only time will tell if this is something great for me, or blah for me. I'm gonna try to be a good one. In the meantime, help me help you wear pretty clothes.

But in all seriousness... my family appreciates your love and support, as always.

XO.
Jaimie

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Spencer: 12 Months


My Spencer Rosalyn,

A WHOLE YEAR OLD. It's just so unbelievable. The time has just flown and you've grown into a joyous little wonder. You're smart, happy, excitable and soulful. You're always watching, thinking and learning. Just like your first day of life; you're still so curious. I can't where to see that undeniable trait takes you in life.

How You Measure Up:
*Weight: 20.5lbs (60%)
*Height: 30.5 inches (90%)
*Head: 18 inches (75%)
*Diaper: Size 4
*Clothes: 12mo or 18mo
*Teeth: Two (bottom)

Some of What You're Doing:
*Walking! Really well. Just over the past two weeks you've gotten real confident. You actually reject the notion of shopping carts and don't understand why you can't walk around Target or Kroger. 
*You like to scream HEEEEYYY to every baby, small child and even sometimes a larger child -- really everyone you see. I mean scream. You made a full-grown, burly man jump because you screamed so loud out of excitement for seeing this stranger. Also, Kitty Cat. Dadda is your go to, of course. Bye. Mamamama, kind of. You kind of say cookie, too.
*Your favorite stuffed animals and toys you like to hug and squeeze around the neck. Friggin' cuteness.
*You live for remotes, cell phones, iPads, cords, tissues paper and leaves.
*You're currently super into fruit and veggie puree pouches, and have learned to feed yourself with those. Convenient. But you'll try mostly anything. Most of the time, you'll have what we're having. You've come a long way. You used to gag on most human food. 
*You truly do love outdoors. I love watching your eyes watching the wind rustle the trees, as you try and make sense of it.
*Social butterfly, hello! (See above, screaming at strangers and scaring full-grown men.)
*Pretty good sleeper. You snooze from like 7 or 8 to about 6:30.  
*You do pretty well with Dadda's nurses around the house. You have your favorites, of course. It seems you've gotten used to them coming in and out, medical noises like Dad's vent alarm, nurses riding with you in the back of the van, etc.
*Gotten your share of sickness from your little germ-covered buddies at the gym daycare. Building immunity, I suppose. And, you really do love it there. I love peeking in on you. You're so independent and only sometimes try and poke babies eyes out. You're starting to hang with the big kids and leaving the baby side behind. Tear. The caretakers love you. And I love that. 

A friend reminded me of a quote that sums up our first year: "The days are long. The years are short." Everyone tells me it goes by fast. Truths. Truths.  

Spencer Rosalyn, Thank you. Thank you, sweet girl.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

You're One Now

When the clock ticks 1:49am, I will officially have a one-year old.  

Spencer Rosalyn Moore. 

You are what happiness is. 

My little Ditty. 


Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Growing...


Not sure when this happened, but my baby no longer looks likes a baby. Tonight, as I peeked in on her, she looked grown. She's a toddler now. It's amazing how it happens before your eyes. She's in my constant view, yet I can't see it actually happening.

Monday, October 5, 2015

Look Closely



Look closely and you'll see Spencer and Jimmy. 

Look closely and you'll see a baby in her walker and a father in his wheelchair. 

Look closely and you'll see some extremely rare Dadda moments alone with his daughter.

Look closely and you'll see joy just rebounding off of each of them. 

You'll see a father testing the tone of his voice as guidance, for it will be his all important tool in the months and years to come.

Look closely and you'll see a bond forming and love happening. 

Thursday, October 1, 2015

Spencer: 11 Months


My Spencer, 

11 months! You're growing, developing and becoming your own little person right before our eyes.  

You took your first step this past week! But since, you haven't been interested in revisiting the subject since crawling is more efficient for you. 

You've learned to say "uh uh" when you drop something. You also say Duckie, Kitty Cat, can wave, and kinda say bye. 

You've finally learned to like human food, moving past baby purées for the most part. You love ravioli with marinara. Your eyes light up when I hand you a peanut butter spoon. And, you love yogurt for breakfast. 

You live for remotes, cell phones, tissues (to tear in a million small pieces and then to eat) and paper, and sadly, will no longer wear anything on your head. All those days of cute headpieces are currently on pause. 

You go on growing and doing your thing... I'll just be over here cherishing and treasuring your last month in infancy while living in complete denial you're about to turn one. 

Fastest year ever. 

I love you and love watching you blossom. 

Mama