So what is different in the second year of Vincent's life? For one thing, he suddenly understands things way more than I would've expected. Like, I don't really know how he picked this up, but this past week, David discovered that he knows the word 'belly button.' He also knows the difference between Daddy's belly button, Mommy's belly button, and Baby/Vincent's belly button.
Around 13 months old, Vincent learned to walk. It took a while to take that plunge, but he's now pretty good at it. Yes, wobbly still, but nonetheless, he's good. No major words yet. I believe he says, "hi," "hello," "bye," "mama," "more," and "no." I think just David and I can really understand him. His version of "more" is very similar to "mama" & has several meanings to it.
He can now play with pully toys & pushes his little cars further and further each day. One major development last week that I LOVE is that he will climb into our laps when having a snack out of his high chair, or when he wants you to read him a book. It is very sweet. I didn't quite get that he was doing that until he climbed into a friend's lap while she had something he wanted to eat in her hands. I guess all that forcing of him to sit in my lap paided off.
What am I like these days? I'd say that I am doing well, but the fact is, I'm not. I've had a cough/conjested sinuses & chest for over a month now. I coughed so hard one week that I've damaged my right ribs. I have to protect them whenever I cough or sneeze. It's a pain in the...ribs! It makes me fuzzy headed as well, and had caused me to feel like an out of shape blob. I am really hoping to feel better soon so that I can catch my breath easier and do some exercising. Thankfully, I married a pretty cool guy, who turned out to be an even cooler dad. Well, okay, I've had to nag here and there a few times, but not much.
A couple of weeks ago, we decided that surely, Vincent must weigh 20 lbs now. We turned his car seat to face forward. I don't think he really liked it the first week. It was a bit too much for him. Whenever we would get in the car, he would immediately start saying and signing "mo, mo, mo" for more/want food or drink. I've started a stash of snacks in the front seat now just for this purpose. I was afraid I'd create a snackin' machine, but it's actually gotten better. It was almost like facing forward was too much to handle that he needed food as a distraction. Ah, so young, and already food plays such an important role outside of actually being hungry.
So, there you have it. Vincent at age 14 months!
















