A Mellow Brick Road...: Monday, Monday, Can't Trust That Day

We all had the Monday blahs today. You both were very good babies today, but both of you were quite clingy and needy of your Momma. Jude, you stood up in Bodhi's crib for the first time all by yourself today. You continued to try to stand up from a crawling position, and you would get highly frustrated when you ended up belly flopping. I sure hope you decide to crawl before you walk. I worry about you, Bodhi, since you walked before you crawled and you rarely crawl. Jude, for the last two days you have been saying consistently Da da da da, which Mommy chalks up as baby talk, Daddy however, believes you are saying Da Da Daddy hee/hee Jude, whenever you say Da da da da, Mommy corrects you by pointing to my lips, like Bodhi's speech therapists do, and say "Momma" over and over, you in return say Da da da da. When you are distressed however, you yell out Mom mommmm, and Mommy comes running.

This afternoon Bodhi, you and Momma were playing with Jude on his blanket, he didn't like when we were in the kitchen and demanded that we come be with him. Mommy laid on her belly and started making funny faces at you, Jude. Bodhi, you thought this was funny, so you laid next to Mommy with your face in Jude's face and you both giggled hysterically. Jude, you of course grabbed two handfuls of Mommy's hair and used Mommy's hair to assist you with trying to stand. Bodhi, you did not like this and when Mommy freed her hair and looked up, you were pulling on Jude's ear trying to get him to let go of Mommy's hair. Jude, you were half laughing and half getting ready to let out a whale of cry. We all wrestled around until bath time. Bodhi, you gave Mommy the willies once again today. While we were playing you pointed into the dinning room, which didn't seem unusual. So, I asked, Bodhi, what do you want. You then pointed again grunted and then followed with your finger from one end of the dinning room, as if you were following movement, all the way to the other end of the dinning room. Mommy, trying to figure out what you were doing, started questioning you, "What do you want, what are you pointing at, what do you see?" Bodhi, you then pointed to Mr. Murff, and Mommy said "Mr. Murff." You then pointed to Jude, and Mommy said "Bubby Jude." You then pointed to yourself and Mommy said "Bodhi." You then pointed at Mommy and I said "Mommy." You then looked up and pointed at the side of the dinning room, where you had previously stopped, and then slowly pointed, as if you were following something, until you reached the kitchen. Mommy then got the willies. It was as if you were asking me what we call whatever it was you were pointing at, that Mommy couldn't see. Mommy has never seen a ghost, still doesn't know if I believe in angels, demons, aliens, and/or ghosts, and I would characterize myself and Daddy as spiritual people, but our religious views are eclectic at best, so I worry about these behaviors you are exhibiting. You've really got Mommy, and I think, Daddy, questioning our core beliefs but also worried that something else might be going on with you.

Bodhi, from the minute you were born, Mommy has always thought you were a unique little baby girl. Mommy has talked with Grandmoo at length trying to figure out why you seem so different from other babies to me. Grandmoo says you are definitely unique, but she thinks it's because of all the drugs they pumped Mommy with during induction and childbirth. Mommy has always said, and Daddy can confirm, you always seemed like an old soul to me. I would say to Daddy constantly, "she seems like a little person in a baby body," and Daddy would respond with, "she is a little person hee/hee." He then would say, "she's an old soul." Bodhi, you never engaged in typical baby behaviors, such as coo'ing, babbling, and crawling. You would giggle and smile, but you never really coo'd or babbled. Mommy's feelings of you being a little different was only solidified for Mommy, after the birth of your brother. You two are night and day, totally different, aside from the gender difference of course hee/hee, he babbles, coo's etc... So, Mommy says... always embrace your uniqueness, for you are a special soul (and yes, Mommy and Daddy believe that there is an unidentifiable aspect of a person, known as a soul)!

Jude, all this talk about Bodhi, let me just tell you, you are the happiest and sweetest soul ever! Mommy is amazed at how social and happy you are and have been since birth. You are in-tuned to people's feelings and react accordingly. You do not like when your sister is upset, it upsets you. Mommy has playfully said, "No Jude," and you react with what I would characterize as "shock" but then you give a look like you would say, if you could talk, "there was no need for you to say that Momma!" You are so sweet and loving. Mommy cuddled you for a good hour after you woke from your nap, while Bodhi was still napping today. Mommy loves our cuddle time together. You just hold on to Mommy's neck and squeeze, for what seems like forever, and I LOVE IT!

Mommy tried to help melt those Monday blahs away with some sugar-free chocolate pudding for dessert! You were signing "All Done!" in this picture ;)

"Buddha's All-Business Look"

"Feed me Momma!"

"I'm going to try this again today, I'm serious..." I'm going to tap my hand three times and when I get to three, my food better be in front of me!"