Thursday, June 06, 2019

Augusta - 12 Months Old!!!



So, here it is.  Augusta's ONE YEAR post!  She's an entire year old.  She has been here for every day of a year, for every holiday, and she's even more wonderful than she was when she was that perfect, highly anticipated, bundle of beautiful joy -- literally joy, in more ways than one.



I love her.  She's beautiful.  She's happy and pleasant.  Keane and I walked outside hand in hand to feed the dogs the other night, while we left the kids inside, and we could see Augusta at the back door and Keane said, "Isn't Augusta just so pretty?  And soooooo calm!"

Farrah (in a love-for-rainbow stage) said, "You're cute as a rainbow, Augusta!"  She is as cute as a rainbow.  She grew in her second tooth on the right top (4-22-19), her second tooth on the bottom right (6-3-19). and her third tooth on the top right (6-5-19), and starting walking for real on 4-19-19 (11 months, 5 days).

We celebrated her First Birthday a little early since we had the whole family together on Easter weekend.  Her party was on 4-20-19 and Easter followed on 4-21-19.  It was such a beautiful and fun birthday party.  The theme I went with was "Sweet Vintage" with flowers and balloons and whites.

































This last month she developed a terrible filled blister on her thumb-sucking thumb (her left one).  Daycare called me right away and said they believed it was staph so I got her in to see her pediatrician and she treated it for staph with an external cream and we kept it covered with a bandaid and then a sock/mitten so she would not suck it until it healed up.  She had a little trouble the first night or so soothing herself without her thumb, but it was only a short time later that she was able to suck on it once again.  However, a few days later, she spiked a fever, so her doctor got her on an oral antibiotic to be safe.

I picked her up from daycare on Thursday, May 16, and she had fallen asleep outside in their exer-saucer, and she had developed a high fever of 104 degrees.  I was so nervous, I ended up communicating with her pediatrician that evening.  The following day she agreed to see her and she thought it seemed like Roseola.  Augusta continued a high fever that hardly went down to about 100-101 with medicine throughout the entire weekend, and on the following Monday, a slight Roseola body rash developed over her whole body.  We had Augusta's one year well check appointment scheduled for that Monday so she got blood drawn (which came back perfect) and three immunization shots that day as well.  Also, Dr. Bunge said her ears were not looking well and so she put her on an antibiotic (not amoxicillin) to treat an oncoming ear infection.  Poor girl.  But we made it through!  She weighs 18 lbs, measures 28.75" with a head circumference of 43 cm.

She walks everywhere in a high step pigeon-toed quick walk with her arms out and hands up.  I love that and will be a little sad when her arms no longer are held out ever by her side anymore.  She will take off running so happily, but then usually trips and falls as she is still figuring out the whole walking thing!

She doesn't say a whole lot at all.  She will say mama, dada, baa baa, baby, night night, mi mi (I don't know what that is -- milk, maybe), and some jabber.  But none of those words are very clear.

She still loves food and will shove food in her mouth and close her eyes and just enjoy it.  We all get a big kick out of that.  She is still nursing but I believe we are both ready to start the weening process.  She gets easily distracted when nursing and isn't as invested in it, and I am ready to stop escaping twice a day at work to pump.  The weekend before she turned one, I introduced cow's milk to her.  She hated it.  She spit it all out, let it all fall out of her mouth, and would get frustrated and throw her sippy cup down.  I tried it several times and so did daycare the next week.  Dr. Bunge suggested I try 2% instead of whole milk, and then I started to warm it up, and finally about two weeks later, she will drink it!  We are going to start cutting out the pumped breast milk at daycare, and then work on weening the rest slowly, since she didn't just self ween instantaneously like Farrah did once introduced to cow's milk!

She watches everything Farrah does and then repeats it.  One of the cutest darn things is watching her grab a Barbie while Farrah and I are playing, and she holds them correctly and bounces them up and down like they are walking, and it just shows me she knows so much more than I realize!  She sure loves putting toys inside containers and putting lids on things.  She really is a quiet little thing and she likes to mind her own business.  I sometimes cannot get her to engage with me, but she is so content.  Although she smiles big and laughs often, the rest of the time she has such a serious look.

The other day I got on my hands and knees and started chasing her around the kitchen table and then turning around and spooking her as she was trying to run away from me.  She laughed so hard and kept doing it over, and over again.  It stuck with her, because she keeps running to the other side of the table and giggling and peeking for me to follow her.  Or I will look into the kitchen to see half her little face around the kitchen island, smiling, and ready to play peek-a-boo.  She listens intensely to any music or singing, and then she'll sway slowly from side to side -- I love this!

A typical day for Augusta: I wake her up to nurse around 5:30-5:45am (when I have to work), then I lay her back down while I get ready for work.  I wake her up a little after 6:00am to get her dressed and ready for daycare.  Her and Farrah usually get excited to see each other in the morning, and she toddles around while Farrah brushes her teeth.  We tell Daddy bye and I try to leave the house around 6:30am.  I drop them off at daycare and they put her in a high chair and start feeding her breakfast, and she's never interested in telling me bye in any way.  At daycare, she was getting a bottle of 2-4 oz around 10:30 and then again at 2:30 but they have stopped that recently.  She naps from 11:30-2:30, and I pick them up around 4:15pm.  Sometimes we would go pick up Kylie from Auxvasse (and sometimes I would pick up Kylie first and get the girls around 5:00), and sometimes we go straight home.  I nurse her when we get home, and throughout the evening she plays a lot, gets a little sleepy, loves to eat supper, enjoys a bath, then I nurse her sometimes while I am reading books to Farrah, or she will play around the bedroom while I read and then I nurse her while I'm patting Farrah's butt.  Once she's done nursing, she will either be fast asleep, or squirmy and ready to be laid down in her bed.  Then she sleeps through the night like a champ!

I just watch and admire her, loving life and exploring and pushing things all around the house, laughing!  I listened to the swishing sound of her diaper the other day as she toddled around, knowing these days are so limited and by seeing Farrah so grown, I know that will be Augusta soon too.  Although we are all excited to see what kind of person she will be like, and although I put forth so much time and energy and effort just getting though the days and evenings with these busy, helpless babes, I will miss these days.  Keane asked Augusta the other day, "Augusta, who will you be when you grow up?  What will your voice sound like?"

Augusta Joy, I can't wait.  I can't wait for all of it.  For you to be my baby forever, and for you to grow into a beautiful, kind, and happy young girl, teenager, and woman.  I'm so lucky to be your mama.  We are so incredibly lucky.











































Remembering her one her first days...







Easter Fun...











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