So when you ask her "what does the happy (or baby) chimp say?" Ixa goes, "oo oo oo". She figured this out from a book we got from her Auntie Dice that has a chimp making a perfect "oo" shape with its mouth. Also if you start to talk to her about balls, she says "ball" excitedly even if one is not in sight. She seems to say "du(ck)", "b(l)o(t)" and she imitates the sounds of words she hears....
she says "ba-bye", "hi" alot, and once I heard her say "wa" for water...she says "mo" for "more"... any day now she will be talking in phrases!
"Folkdreams" is now "iXa's bL0g"
(but really written by these two)
Monday, June 29, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Ixa turns one
It is nearly the summer solstice, and one year since Ixa was born. Some things about her have not changed: she loves to be outside, she loves to be carried, being on swings, and she sings- but she almost never sings her sleepy song anymore, the rounds of "aaaah aaah" in a creaky voice. She still wakes up frequently and needs me to be there, but now she often sleeps on her side in the shape of a dramatic arc, her face upturned as if searching for something that she apparently finds, because she falls asleep immediately once she turns this way. She only takes one nap a day now. She has also recently begun sleeping in until 8:30. This is great for all of us, and Kami has been getting to work a little later in the mornings!
Playing with water is her latest discovery, and when the sprinklers were finally turned on at the park she was ecstatic. I stood her up with her feet in the water even though it was cold, and her feet felt so soft afterward. She loves to stick her hands in water, get sprayed by water, splash water, rub her feet in spilled water. (This also has translated to her potty, unfortunately- she doesn't get to the splashing but she does stick her hand in it! Small inconvenience for a practically potty-trained one-year-old.)
People that see her say she has an apparent wisdom: her eyes seem wise. I say this is because she was native american in her past life. She may have been Mayan because she does like tortillas, black beans, and chicken...and she looks perfect in her Tzotzil clothes. I marvel that all of this presence and personality and beauty that is her took shape one day from a couple of cells. How does this miracle happen? She who is so perfectly herself, full of life and personality and belly laughs that hint at a timeless humanity, had a beginning- and she will have an end, in this form. Yet the essence of ixaness feels eternal. She is so complete, so fully her own person with her own knowledge and intuition and feelings, her own soul. How the soul finds/creates a body that matches it so well that the two are wedded as if one, that is the mystery.
Playing with water is her latest discovery, and when the sprinklers were finally turned on at the park she was ecstatic. I stood her up with her feet in the water even though it was cold, and her feet felt so soft afterward. She loves to stick her hands in water, get sprayed by water, splash water, rub her feet in spilled water. (This also has translated to her potty, unfortunately- she doesn't get to the splashing but she does stick her hand in it! Small inconvenience for a practically potty-trained one-year-old.)
People that see her say she has an apparent wisdom: her eyes seem wise. I say this is because she was native american in her past life. She may have been Mayan because she does like tortillas, black beans, and chicken...and she looks perfect in her Tzotzil clothes. I marvel that all of this presence and personality and beauty that is her took shape one day from a couple of cells. How does this miracle happen? She who is so perfectly herself, full of life and personality and belly laughs that hint at a timeless humanity, had a beginning- and she will have an end, in this form. Yet the essence of ixaness feels eternal. She is so complete, so fully her own person with her own knowledge and intuition and feelings, her own soul. How the soul finds/creates a body that matches it so well that the two are wedded as if one, that is the mystery.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Giggling pear candy lover
Last night Ixa giggled for the first time while awake (she has done it in her sleep for a long time)- she has been making a sort of fricative-type laugh for a while, but these were real giggles! Thanks to the visit from her grandparents from Halifax. Her baba is just so funny, she cracks up every time she looks at him, and he makes really funny noises at her. She also ate frozen pear, through a mesh device that is supposed to reduce the risk of choking. We gave it to her because we thought she might be teething, and she loved it so much, she cried every time we took it away! she didn't eat too much, though, since it was her first solid food, and actually we are going to hold off on that for a couple more months. Good trick for car rides or restaurants, though.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
insomniac mom who rose early for pedi appointment
It seems we need a little more text in this blog, so I've found a moment while Ixa is sleeping off her vaccine fussiness- the fussiness turned into a need for very much sleep, with breaks for comfort while she drifts back off. I haven't had this much free time since before she was born, but it still doesn't make up for how sad it is to see her cry harder than when she had the lumbar puncture because of her distressed reaction to vaccines today. We do think it is a good idea to do the vaccines for the serious diseases, because we don't want her to suffer worse (or worse)! She got DPT last month (the tetanus part really scares me- I wish they could make one just for pertussis) and today, HiB (homo-something influenza) and Pneumoccal virus. These are diseases that can kill or cause permament brain damage or hearing loss in babies, that are not rare enough! The shot nurse today said she had seen kids die of Hib. so there went our resolve to only give her one shot per visit. She gave them both so close together that there wasn't a break in the crying, and I had to ask, "that was both?"
So this month Ixa has begun to play with toys, on her own more, too! she reaches and grabs things and brings them to her mouth to suck. We managed to have just the right sorts of toys for this stage just from donations and hand-me-downs! But we did buy some bells to hang when she discovered a toy like that at her friend Ezra's house.
Today was 70 degrees here- no freezes yet like for our sibs in Ithaca! My nanny friend Joanna took us for ice cream, it was a moment of summer revisited. Her charge Adam now recognizes us, smiles and waves (he's one) and today when Ixa got fussy and was crying at the ice cream/burrito place, he tried to gently stroke her foot as if to comfort her... it's great to be around other babies and people who spend their days with them, Joanna gives me lots of feedback and perspective on the world of children.
So this month Ixa has begun to play with toys, on her own more, too! she reaches and grabs things and brings them to her mouth to suck. We managed to have just the right sorts of toys for this stage just from donations and hand-me-downs! But we did buy some bells to hang when she discovered a toy like that at her friend Ezra's house.
Today was 70 degrees here- no freezes yet like for our sibs in Ithaca! My nanny friend Joanna took us for ice cream, it was a moment of summer revisited. Her charge Adam now recognizes us, smiles and waves (he's one) and today when Ixa got fussy and was crying at the ice cream/burrito place, he tried to gently stroke her foot as if to comfort her... it's great to be around other babies and people who spend their days with them, Joanna gives me lots of feedback and perspective on the world of children.
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