Tomorrow Berit turns 19 months. She is changing everyday, and it's not always easy to put your finger on what is different. She's just growing up. Plain and simple.
- New words: Apple, Ball (everything round is a ball), Nope, 'Cook-Cook' (for her cookie monster).
- Loves to take things (bows, magnets etc..) and put them in a basket, and then take them out and put them in another basket. Fun stuff.
- Obsessed with stickers.
- Hair is definitely growing in faster, but she's still pulling out the bows.
- Weaning her away from her Popo during the day-- she now has some 'favorties' with her blankie, Cookie Monster, and Pepper the Pig. Since she can't have her Popo, these are her 'go-to' items.
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| 19 months! |
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| Playing with bows...she won't wear them. Just plays with them. |
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| Stickers everywhere...even the dog. |
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| Reading with Mom and Cookie |
We had a BIG scare yesterday, which resulted in my first ambulance ride. My first ride was at 31...Berit's first ride was at 19 months (well, almost 19 months).
I was putting away laundry in the bedroom and Berit was sitting on the bed. She was playing amongst the pillows in our room, and had toys, her blankie, sippy cup all up there with her. She knows how to get off the bed safely (shimmy's down on her stomach), so I thought I would hurry up and put some laundry away in the closet. All of a sudden, I hear this loud thud. I knew it was her right away so I ran to the bedroom. She was flat on her back on the floor, and let out a huge scream cry. Once that was done, she immedately lost consciousness and her eyes rolled back into her head. Her arms were stiff. Once she came to, her eyes weren't focusing right and her head wasn't stable. I was screaming and crying and called 911 immediately.
As we waited for the paramedics, I was holding my baby girl and looking down at her. She was still not quite right and her eyes were not focusing and every now and then her neck would kind of give out (sort of like a baby who is falling asleep, and is trying to stay awake). One firetruck, one ambulance, and one cop car came. In the kitchen Berit and I were surrounded by 8 or 9 men looking her over. She was pretty mellow, and sort of out of it so we decided to take her to the hospital. The Dr's and nurses looked her over and decided to keep her there for observation. She was pretty mellow and then Daddy came in. She immediately perked up. I noticed a change right away. She started to act like her normal self. The Dr. came back in and looked her over again, and told us we could go home. I was so grateful she was OK. I would replay the events in my mind, and could not believe that we were able to go home with our baby girl. When everything was happening, I couldn't help but think the worst, but so happy for the outcome we received. God was watching over us yesterday.
Last night Berit slept in our bed and we had to wake her up to make sure that she could recognize us, and could wake up easily. We will do the same tonight.
After we got back from the hospital, we had our 'early Christmas' which we had planned, and Berit opened up a few gifts and got to see what Santa brought her.
No more ambulance rides for us. Ever. Merry Christmas.
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| Loves the tree. |
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| Playing with her easel from Santa...still has her special stickers on from the Hospital. |
