Man, I love this little girl more than words can express.
She has a little dimple that will melt your heart and her tiny outburst of a laugh makes me giggle.
But man, oh man, she is giving me a run for my money. These past few weeks may have been the toughest on this Mommy thus far. (I say that as I am now months away from the constant ear infections.)
But at this point, I cannot figure out what is wrong with her. It feels like she eats nothing but Cheerios and cheese. She has decided that she is done with pureed foods, but she is picky with textures of so many other foods. She hates bananas. She'll eat five or six beans before she decides she is tired of them. Take a couple bites of pasta before it repulses her. On Thursday she loves eggs, but on Friday she won't keep them in her mouth. She'll take a few bites of oatmeal and then she is "all done," her favorite word.
Then when I do get her to eat a little something, an hour later she doesn't get her way, throws a fit, gags on her mucus, and throws up all over herself. Today she chose to do this while we were visiting CBU. Luckily, a friend was close to help us into the bathroom, and I had a spare outfit and a plastic bag for the old one covered in soured yogurt. I know it isn't intentional. Just last week she had a coughing fit in her sleep and threw up her broccoli and beef dinner all over her crib. It was disgusting. I had to throw her in the shower, clothes, diaper and all while Kevin stripped the bed. I am just praying she outgrows this sensitive gag reflex.
I know this has to be a phase. Maybe it's the heat. Maybe it's the top two teeth that are coming in. Maybe she is growing. Maybe I need to relax more . . . But no matter how crazy she is and the drama she creates, we love her and couldn't imagine life without her.
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