Whitlee Alyzabeth | My Big Girl

I haven’t posted much about our firstborn little love lately so I wanted to take some time to make a special post about our girl. Whitlee is 2 years and 8 months, and I am more in love with her than ever. She has truly handled our chaos with Huck so well and I couldn’t be more proud. Don’t get me wrong, she’s testing her limits with each and every person these days but I’m not 100% sure that’s not just her age in general. She has become such a social little girl and speaks to (almost) everyone she comes in contact with. I can’t help but think she’s making some of these people’s days.. there are so many that seem so sad where we’re at. 

She does something almost every day that either amazes me or has me in tears from laughing or usually both. Her perception and ability to retain information seriously blows. my. mind. I mentioned the bat colony here in Houston a couple of weeks ago and said something about going on a date. Then this past Saturday I asked if she wanted to go on a date with mama and daddy (said nothing about bats) and she said, “Yea! To go see the bats??” I was so shocked that she even remembered that. Nolan didn’t even know what she was talking about until I reminded him about the bat colony I’d mentioned. 

She absolutely loves her baby brother. She talks about him all the time and likes to pretend she’s his doctor when she visits him at the hospital. She listens to him with a stethoscope and then says, “okay, doing great!” It’s going to be such a change for her when he finally comes home because she doesn’t know that he doesn’t actually belong at the hospital forever. I think it’s going to be the sweetest / most trying / most rewarding thing ever to have both kiddos under one roof finally. 

I honestly can’t believe how independent she’s become over the last 4 months or so. It was like Huck was born and she suddenly became a little girl and not a baby at all anymore. And she’ll tell you real quick “I not a baby! I a big girl!” She sleeps all by herself in a big girl bed both at home and in the travel trailer we’re living in temporarily. She’s fully potty trained except for bedtime and does so good at telling us when she needs to go. 

I wish I could write down everything she does and says and convey the hilariousness of this child because whether it’s dancing in her extra big tshirt saying “I’m a princess!” or doing pretend voices or telling me her own bedtime stories, she is so full of life! Her latest special thing is hugging me and saying, “I really like you, mama.” Lord, help me remember that when she’s 13 and thinks she hates me because I permed her hair after she begged me to and ends up with “worm hair”… 😉

All of this being said, I hate that our family is so split up and I miss her with everything I have when I’m away from her. I think that’s been my biggest struggle so far; truly wanting to be in two places at one time. I try to make sure I take Saturday afternoons off from the hospital and spend quality time with her and Nolan, just the three of us – we go on Whitlee dates. Sometimes it’s just swimming at the RV park and sometimes it’s dinner out and watching thousands of bats fly out from under a bridge at sunset. 

One day I hope she reads this and knows how much her daddy and I love her with all of our hearts. That her brother wasn’t ever a replacement or that he was more important than her, but we wanted her to have a best friend for life in him and unfortunately he just ended up needing a little extra help and attention in his first few months. I hope she knows how absolutely proud of her we are and that we think she’s the bravest and smartest little girl ever. And that one hug from her makes everything okay again for me. I hope she knows I cry for her sometimes when she’s away from me because I wish I could have both my babies with me 24/7. But I hope she knows she’s made all of this just a tiny bit easier for me with the fact that she’s been so flexible. I like not having to worry if she’s having fun or being taken care of. And that every time she tells me she loves me, I know she was sent here by God to take extra special care of her mama. 

Whitlee Alyzabeth, you are loved in a way that no words will ever explain and I hope you never forget it. You will always be my baby girl. 

Whitlee Says

I decided after the fun, but stressful, escapade of trying to do weekly bump updates with Whitlee and then monthly updates with her up to a year, I would relax a little and just be more present. I still take tons of pictures and videos of her, but I’m not shoving my dslr in her face every month now. She hated those days towards the end. I was lucky to get one shot out of 100 that she wasn’t just pissed that I was trying to contain her. That being said, I’ll probably still do some type of quarterly update, so we’ll see about that towards the end of the month after her 15 month appointment.

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For now though, I wanted to make a list of everything this girl is saying right now. I swear she says something new every day and is beginning to repeat a lot of stuff we say. I do want to preface all of this by saying I really don’t think this is all normal for her to say this much stuff at her age, but have you met me? I’m a talker. I think a talkative child was to be expected. Plus she still doesn’t sleep through the night, so there’s that to knock my over achiever back down to normal. 😉

Her first word was Dada, followed by Daddy a few times. Now she intentionally calls for Nolan by “Dada!” Yes with the exclamation point… its usually some type of excitement for daddy. We have her infant car seat sitting in the house right now and she got stuck in it the other day, and started yelling for “Dada!” to come help her.

Her second word was Mama, thank God. Now she likes to cling to my legs while I’m cooking and be extremely pitiful and look up and say “Maaamaaa”. She knows I’ll pick her up every time. I’m a sucker like that. She also pulls the same thing in the middle of the night from her crib.

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Lately though, we’ve got a never-ending list of words that actually go with their corresponding items. She can spot them a mile away and trips to Wal-Mart are especially fun, because if she lays eyes on it, then she thinks we need it.

Ball

Book

Boon (Balloon)

Ba-Ba (Bottle)

Bink Bink (trying to get rid of this one)

Baby

Bath

Bye Bye

Milk

Okay

Aw-wight (Alright)

No

Night Night

Ni-ner (Tyner, her cousin / best friend)

MawMaw

YaYa

Nana

And the newest and most unbelievable – dinosaur. It comes out more like “diiiii-saaurrr”, but you can definitely tell what she’s saying. Especially if she’s handing you a T-Rex at the same time.

She can also do a couple of animal sounds.

Me: “Whitlee, what’s a cow say?”

Whitlee: “Mmmmmmmm”

(We haven’t quite got the “ooo” down yet.)

 

Me: “What’s a chicken say?”

Whitlee: “Bock Bock Bock”

(My in-laws have horses, cows, and chickens.)

The best part is her understanding us so well now. We basically can have a small conversation now.

 

Me: “Whitlee, did you bump your head?”

Whitlee: “No”

Me: “Oh, are you okay then?”

Whitlee: “Okay”

 

Me: “Ready for a bath?!”

Whitlee: “Bath!!”

Me: “Alright, lets go!”

Whitlee: “Aw-wight”

She also knows that when you’re about to get off the phone with someone or you’re leaving someone’s house and you kind of say “Alright, well I’ll talk to you later” or “Alright, we’ll see you later”, she knows that means you’re telling them bye next, so EVERY time, she starts saying “Bye. Bye Bye. Bye. Bye”. Such manners, that one.

So that’s our little chatterbox in a nutshell at 14 ½ months. I’m curious though, what was your kiddo’s first words? Leave me a comment and let me know! Happy Friday, ya’ll!

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Whitlee Says

I started out a long time ago reading a blog called Dear Baby (now called Brave in Love) It’s written by a woman named Melissa and when I originally found it she was pregnant with her first baby, Everly. I actually went back to the beginning and read the entire thing, all through her pregnancy and birth with Everly and then kept reading through her second baby, Arlo. I can honestly say the way she wrote about motherhood was a turning point in my life where I went from unsure if I wanted children ever to “I must absolutely experience this love”. She’s an awesome writer and you should read a bit of her blog of you get a chance. (She has no idea I exist.. Just to clarify this isn’t a sponsored post or anything.) Annyyway, one type of post she does is “Everly Says” and it’s one of my favorites because her daughter is adorable and hilarious. They’re quick little excerpts from conversations with her now kindergartener. 

Now that Whitlee has started to say real words I wanted to start doing this as well but what she said two days ago deserves its own post. I’m sure with two smart mouth parents, we’re eventually in for some real treats. 

But first, the day I think my heart exploded. There are special moments that stick out in my mind with this girl, her first cry (I also cried), her first laugh (I cried again), when she said her first word “Da Da” and then later “Daddy” but two days ago on September 1st – she finally said “Mama”. Shut. The. Front. Door. 

She’s been doing this thing when she’s upset where she whines and wants me to pick her up saying “Mmmm” and occasionally it would turn into “Mmmmaaaaa” (reminds me of “Maa! The meatloaf!!” on Wedding Crashers) but never really “Mama”. Well after her bath on Tuesday, I had her on her changing table for a diaper and jammies and she was looking at mine and Nolan’s picture on the wall above her. I told her, “That’s Daddy and Maa Maa” trying to encourage her to say it. And she smiled and looked back at me and said “Ma Ma”. I seriously squealed and started yelling for Nolan and she thought it was hilarious and said it a couple more times for good measure. 

Now picture me doing a happy dance every time she says it and telling everyone I know. I’m that mom. 🙂