Oyabaka
I know it has been a while since I posted on this thing. It's actually not that I don't read my friends page, which I do fairly frequently.
It's actually because I don't want to post pictures of the baby (now toddler). You gain the face you'll have for the rest of your life the closer you get to age two. Even though I post a ton of pictures on Facebook, somehow I'm okay with that because at least I can keep track of people on my friends list. Probably irrational though because Facebook has so many privacy holes it might as well double as a colander.
I will say my baby is growing everyday. The other night Dan had to comfort me because she woke up in the middle of the night crying, and when I went to comfort her by holding her and singing, she didn't want to be held at all and just wanted to be put back to bed. I'm glad she's learning to be independent, but god that's crushing. She already only wants to cuddle when she's either sick or very tired. My baby is gone.
On the other hand, I'm so so so proud of her. She's smart as a whip. She's already got a whole zoo of animal sounds she can do (pig, snake, bee, lion, tiger, cow, sheep, horse, dog, cat, mouse, monkey, donkey, bird...told you it was a zoo). She can name her body parts in both English and Japanese, along with clothing to put on those body parts. Her favorite activity (outside of being an agent of chaos) is for me to read books to her(One of her favorites is "fafafo" better known as The Gruffalo). Currently we've been trying to nail down consistent "please" and "thank you" which usually comes out as "piiz" and "anku" and also counting to ten. She's actually already not half bad at counting to five. She doesn't just walk anymore; she runs. And dances. And climbs up and down stairs. It's really a joy being a part of her life. All those stories you hear about parenting are all true.
I'm a definite Oya-baka. Haha
It's actually because I don't want to post pictures of the baby (now toddler). You gain the face you'll have for the rest of your life the closer you get to age two. Even though I post a ton of pictures on Facebook, somehow I'm okay with that because at least I can keep track of people on my friends list. Probably irrational though because Facebook has so many privacy holes it might as well double as a colander.
I will say my baby is growing everyday. The other night Dan had to comfort me because she woke up in the middle of the night crying, and when I went to comfort her by holding her and singing, she didn't want to be held at all and just wanted to be put back to bed. I'm glad she's learning to be independent, but god that's crushing. She already only wants to cuddle when she's either sick or very tired. My baby is gone.
On the other hand, I'm so so so proud of her. She's smart as a whip. She's already got a whole zoo of animal sounds she can do (pig, snake, bee, lion, tiger, cow, sheep, horse, dog, cat, mouse, monkey, donkey, bird...told you it was a zoo). She can name her body parts in both English and Japanese, along with clothing to put on those body parts. Her favorite activity (outside of being an agent of chaos) is for me to read books to her(One of her favorites is "fafafo" better known as The Gruffalo). Currently we've been trying to nail down consistent "please" and "thank you" which usually comes out as "piiz" and "anku" and also counting to ten. She's actually already not half bad at counting to five. She doesn't just walk anymore; she runs. And dances. And climbs up and down stairs. It's really a joy being a part of her life. All those stories you hear about parenting are all true.
I'm a definite Oya-baka. Haha