Ew, Yuck

A few months ago, a young man made cat calls at me while I walking only to cease such catcalls upon seeing that I was walking with a baby.  I think the young man's reaction to seeing Katy was appropriate.

More recently, I was walking in my neighborhood with Katy in her stroller when a man driving a truck traveling toward me hung his head out his window and made kissing faces at me, complete with kissing sounds.  He was obviously aware that I was with a baby.  He was either making kissing faces at me or at Katy.  Either way, his reaction to seeing a mom and baby was not appropriate.  Ew, yuck.   

Duplo Blocks

Shortly after Katy was born, some friends gave Katy a set of Duplo blocks.  Although Katy cannot put the bricks together, she spends a lot of time exploring the different shapes, sizes, and colors of the bricks.  Her exploration, which began as staring at the bricks before putting them in her mouth, progressed to include rubbing the bricks on the floor, banging the bricks together, pounding the bricks on other objects, and poking her pointer finger in the small holes on the underside of the bricks.

While Katy meticulously examines the bricks, I sit next to her and build.

I build symmetrical shapes.

I build structures that use all of the pieces.

I spell.

I build people and furniture.

I incorporate other toys.

I make sure Katy has fun while I am building.

Katy recently learned how to pull bricks apart, which has seriously hampered my ability to build anything.  Most of my "building" now consists of tall towers designed specifically for Katy to pull apart.  Someday, however, Katy will learn how to snap the bricks together and then I will begin teaching her how to build.

Clapping and Standing Was Never So Fun

Last week Katy clapped upon hearing applause in a soundtrack.  I thought it was coincidence, but then she did it again the next day.   Today at the Little Gym, Katy stood on her own for a few seconds before slowly lowering herself to the floor.  Then she did it again at home for her dad.  

It is a really cool experience to grow a baby inside of you, birth that tiny baby, and then serve as the baby's sole source of nutrition for several months.  It also a really cool experience to watch that tiny baby develop from a sleepy, helpless blob into an interactive, clapping and standing tiny person.  Oh, I love being a mom.

Convertible Mom

Last night, after Katy went to bed, I went to Target in my convertible.  I made my $1.50 purchase minutes before Target closed, and then I headed home.  The weather outside was nice.  Really nice.  It was so nice that instead of taking the direct route home, which is a mere 2.2. miles, I took the 30 minute "scenic route" that somehow took me to the expressway.  It was dark, and it was late.  The top was down, and the radio was up.  I did not feel like a mom, and I liked it.