Time is flying.  Little Miss La La has been with us for six weeks now!  We’ve had our ups and downs, but mostly, ups!  It’s so hard because she still can’t communicate with us and she’s frustrated…we can see it when she clenches her jaw and makes little fists in both hands.  But she’s understanding a fair amount of English.  We can tell her to go and get her toothbrush, even if we’re in another room.  We also tell her to close the door and turn on the fan when she’s getting ready for bed.

The hardest part, I think, is that we really can’t seem to put her on ant sort of “schedule”.  She doesn’t like napping but if she doesn’t take a nap, by 4 p.m., she’s extremely cranky.  Sometimes she’ll want to take a mid-morning nap…or sometimes she’ll scream her little head off in her bed, instead of getting any downtime at all.

But I think a lot of her sleepiness is because she’s growing.  She’s already gained four pounds in the six weeks she’s been home; and she has learned some English (she can say “bye” and “Scoutie”–our dog, and “yeah” and “ok” and “hi” and “”ow!”) and she’s actually playing with toys and learning from Mr. Na by watching him…this is why, I think, she prefers Hot Wheels and Monster Trucks over dolls!

La’s a hearty eater.  She enjoys veggies like broccoli, tomatoes, peas and carrots.  She’ll try anything once and if she likes it, she’ll stick with it.  If not, she quickly asks for something else.  She’s great at pointing to tell us what she wants.  I’d say her favorite food right now is soynut butter sandwiches!  She goes postively ga-ga over them!

I try not to take her out too much to overstimulate her, but I have taken her to a local indoor pool because she loves playing in the water.  She also loves playing at the park–but she prefers laying face down on the grass to smell and feel it  instead of playing in a sandbox or go down on the slide or swings.

She and I are bonding very nicely since I’m the one home all day with her.  She recognizes that Pa is her Pa and Peter is her brother and I am her Ma…but we’ve noticed that when strangers come over, her inclination is to be picked up and held by them.  We seem to think it’s the whole multiple caregiver thing—she still thinks someone is going to come and relieve me from my duty.  We’ve had to coach our friends not to pick her up…and if she asks for it, they need to say, “There’s your mama” or “There’s your papa.”  but stuff like that goes away over time.

For now, we’ll just keep motoring on!  This is the fun part!

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