August 22, 2009
So it's been a while since my last post. Let's recap. I had surgery on my right hand that went well. A few days prior to the left hand's scheduled surgery date it began to return to normal. Unbelievable that after being numb for almost a year, after all arrangements had been made, it decided to 'heal' on its own. Go figure!
My mom's help while she was here and while I was there were essential. We are talking about a 6 week time period here and Noelle is not the same baby as she was when this journey began. While I've been away, from the blog, she has learned to wave, clap, say "bye-bye" (sometimes), crawl, pull-up, walk with the push walker, say "mama", and most recently and , at least to me most amazingly, climb stairs. She still thinks it's funny when she sneezes, loves the water, is soooo ticklish, likes to play peek-a-boo, prefers to view the world with her head tilted horizontally from time to time, doesn't care for her car seat but loves to fill her pants every time we get in it, and love to grab Coach's beard.
She now loves to drink ice water and eat itty bitty ice cubes. Now that she is crawling everywhere she has discovered that she can chase Coach. He is a nervous wreck until she goes to bed at night. Sometimes he pounces around her as she tries to get him with his tail wagging a mile a minute. For now he's faster than she is so she changes direction over and over again. It's funny to watch.
Noelle is teething right now. Of the front four teeth she's getting the left two. I suppose her smile will be a little off center for a while. She likes to rub them together with the two teeth on the bottom. It sounds awful but it must not bother her. She has also discovered Coach's food. She has managed to dump the bowl once or twice and yesterday took a handful and put it into the water bowl. One last antecdote... she mozied into the bathroom the other day and shut the door behind her. I waited to see what she would do. After a few minutes she was yelling for help and I found her stranded at the toilet, standing up drumming on the closed lid.
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