We've had a busy week of painting, weaning, teething, and party planning. I'm sure you've missed us!
Hartley is 11.5 months old now. I've been planning her birthday party since Christmas. Hobby Lobby has a lot of party decorations and paper products.. and they have 40% off coupons available online. So we've gotten most of the supplies for her small family party. We've spent maybe $5. I found some gifts for her months ago, so technically they should be considered free since I can't remember what they costs!
This is a pretty good representation of her mullet. It's getting so long in the back!
She's been making a lot of silly faces lately, too.
Two weeks ago I tried weaning. Hartley would not take the formula I offered. Marshall tried giving her some, but she also refused with him. We quit trying for a week. I attempted it again last Tuesday. We used a different brand and she gobbled it down. We officially started weaning and it's gone quicker than I thought! I did have my emotional moment the first time she took the formula. The week before I got so aggravated when she didn't take it. But when she did drink it, I cried. I was partly jealous she chose the formula over me.
I got emotional again last night.
You see, I don't make much milk as it is. I knew that it wouldn't take long nor would it hurt that much. In 1 week we dropped 2 nursing sessions. It was time to move on to the bedtime session. I wasn't uncomfortable at all, so I went ahead and let Marshall give her a sippy cup (we quit the bottle months ago!). When I finally went to bed I started feeling a little full. And that's when regret kicked in.
Was I really ready? Was Hartley ready? Everything happened so quickly. Could I turn back and reverse the milk supply?
I made sure to cuddle extra close with Hartley this morning. I don't know if that was the last session or not. I hope not. Maybe we can continue with the morning session for another week.
Hartley has been doing great, aside from teething. I feel like this tooth will. not. come in. I didn't take a look this morning, but considering how often she woke up crying last night I thought it may have cut through.
I feel like she's making progress with communication. I know we have a long way to go, but the past week has been an interesting and very funny one.
I thought it sounded like she was trying to "uh oh" and sure enough, she was! It's more of a "uh.. uh" sound. A few days later she was shaking her head and saying "nuh uh." I had no idea I said those things so often, but she sure picked up on them. The funniest part is when we were in Hobby Lobby and I realized she was saying "uh oh." We spent a good 15 minutes saying it to each other.
She's been saying "dah" and "mah" a lot lately. But her "dah" is more of a question. I wonder if that's her way of saying "what's that?"
She knows where her bellybutton is. But that's about it. We're working on other parts of the body. Mainly poking her babies in the eyes.
For awhile I was worried she wasn't cuddly. But she has definitely become a little love bug. She's content sitting on the couch and reading books with us now. She comes to me for hugs and kisses throughout her playtime. Hartley continues to say "baby" (at least her version) and enjoys kissing her baby dolls, stuffed animals, pictures of babies/animals, and her Mema. :)
Marshall and I painted our living room and hallway in the past week, too. It's been overcast around here lately, so I haven't gotten good pictures that represent the true color of the paint. Maybe I'll get around to it next week.
And for the record, we did not get any snow yesterday. Unlike the rest of the country. Boo.