Changes

I like change- as long as I am in control and I feel safe. (Probably 'cause I was locked in the  house for so long) I get bored easily so, as I get more comfortable with the internet, I'll be making changes-constant changes. 

I've started my life, learned to make my own decisions.

About Me

I am trying to find the good in life. I am working toward being an accomplished young woman, mother, and wife.

Sunday, October 1, 2006

Finally online!

Finally (I can't say that enough ) and honestly, it was sooner than expected. I can't believe it is 2 in the morning and I can't fall asleep because I'm online! Can you believe, I even stopped crocheting so I could surf and catch up faster!
I am really enjoying this, but I do realize that when I was off line I sort of found a way to click with my son which has me very excited! He is very much his father's son. That is to say that everything Dani does, Daniel does too. Daniel loves to dress and act and relishes helping his dad, especially when he accomplishes guiding him without crashing. So, I had a wonderful two days. Daniel regressed a bit about 2 months before Iva was born and before that he wasn't developing as he should. I wasn't worried because I knew that the only reason was the baby. So, now that he is sure that he doesn't need to act like a baby to keep our love and his place in our hearts, he is back on his growth path. He says so many words and is actually trying to say them clearly instead of getting mad when I repeat them, he repeats them back. He brought me a heart from a foam book he reads with his heart and said "heeat" to me over and over and then he gave me kisses. By the end of this moment he was pronouncing the "r". (He knows that a heart means love. He glued foam hearts all over the paper I gave him for father's day cards for his tata and papi.) He is also much more rebellious, "no!" and "mio!" are a constant at home- and anywhere else! Books and PBS helped him to believe all that we were already telling him, that he is our baby boy and that we love him because he is our boy, plus I tell him that I have proof that he is mine and that no one can take away the proof, and I point to his belly button. I also sit and show him pictures and tell him about him when he was a newborn, he eventually comes around to steal the picture and look at it. I missed my baby. He is the most wonderful boy and I know that most of it is genetics but I'd like to think that the way we are raising him is also a factor.
Well, I guess all that is left is an intro to DH.

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