Oh Grace Amaya, you came into this world so tiny but with such a large voice. At 4lbs 13oz you were so tiny, and gave us such a scare in the hospital. You didn’t want to eat and breath and had to figure that out before we could take you home. Leaving the hospital without you was one of the hardest things we have had to do.
You still hate to do two things at once. When you’re eating you have to feel your food first and if there is a bite with two different things/textures/tastes you’ll spit it out into your hand and sift through it like you’re looking for gold. So messy!
You’ve taken your time to sit, crawl and walk and now that you can do all three you are your biggest cheerleader. The look on your face as you can now walk across the family room is sheer joy and pride. Sometimes you even clap for yourself which is one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.
Lucky for us your voice has gotten slightly smaller. The first many months something about your screams and cries would drive me to search for chocolate. Maybe because I have gotten used to the slight nuances in your cries, but they don’t affect me the same. I know your hunger cry, your mad cry, your “i’m so degradedtaded i need to just be left alone” cry.
You already have such a great sense of humor. You love to arch your back and fake scream when I’m buckling you in to your carseat but you are really smiling and when I say “don’t do it, sit down” you giggle and squirm and laugh. It’s a race when changing your diaper to put your pants on before you rip your diaper off. You think it’s all so hilarious. It usually is except for when we’re running late which we usually are. When Frankie comes close and wants to take what you have out of your hands you’ll spin yourself around in a circle using only your feet. It drives Frankie crazy but it makes us laugh. What a little jokester you’re turning out to be. Happy almost birthday our little Gracie Goo.