Coco is now saying moo when asked what the cow says. She tries pretty hard to say meow, too. We had a breakthrough last weekend with dada. For a couple weeks there Layr and I were both mama. She initiates peek-a-boo with us and complete strangers. Last week I was at the paint store buying paint for our bathroom and the salesman helping me was quite interested in Coco. She enjoyed the attention and decided the salesman looked like a guy who would want to play peek-a-boo so she held up her blanket and waited for him to notice. Last night Layr, me and Coco were all in her room playing, an unusual thing these days since Layr is working late every night. We started tossing this very small hedgehog to Minky, telling her to throw it. She picked it up and flapped both arms wildly like she was ready to take flight and then let it go. Larry and I then would say “yay” and she’d clap, looking very pleased with herself.
Archive for December, 2004
Moving On
Before Coco was born, I got this wonderful book as a gift called Annabel Karamel’s Complete First Year Planner. A friend, Amy, bought it for me in London. It’s got tons of information about the first year. It’s divided into sections. The first, 0 to 3 months, is entitled Birth; the second, 3-6 months, is Settling In. The last section is called Moving On. In the last few months, when I’ve looked up stuff in this book and seen that title, Moving On, it’s made me sad. The sort of sad I get at the end of Christmas or vacation.
It’s been a magical year. I remember being so exhausted in the first weeks of Coco’s life that I felt sick. Yet each morning when there was just enough light in the room to see her I’d stare at her little face in wonder. I felt jittery, like I had butterflies in my stomach. A feeling I surely hadn’t had since I was nine. Every week there is some fun new thing – smiling, rolling over, eating cheerios, crawling, laughing, first teeth, clapping, standing, swimming, saying mama.
Life is exciting in a way I never could have anticipated.
And now we’re moving on, me and my baby girl, to new things, tremendous things, with me knowing all the while that I’ll be looking back at the time that’s past, sorry to have seen it go so quickly.
Coco is ten months old today.
