Gabby is working hard to learn a new skill, it's one that I learned in utero. Michael and I have worked really hard to prevent her from being like her mom, but she is one determined little girl! She is getting pretty good at finding her thumb and placing it in her mouth. It has taken her 10 weeks to consistently get her thumb into her mouth, but she has succeeded! A little over a month ago was the first time she ever got her thumb in her mouth, and I must say it was the most coordinated time. The moment she stuck her thumb in her mouth and sucked once, Michael was swiftly pulling her thumb from her mouth because he was afraid she might realize she liked sucking her thumb. Ever since that triumphant day she has been working extremely hard to repeat this action. She enjoys sucking her thumb, but only works at it whenever her pacifier falls out. It helps on car rides when she starts crying because her pacifier falls out of her mouth. After a minute she usually remembers that she can try to suck her thumb and it is adorable hearing all of the loud smacking noised she makes while sucking her hand and looking for her thumb. I hope that Gabby continues being so persistent to succeed the things she desires, this is a great skill to learn in life. "If at first you don't succeed try, try again!"
Everyone knows that being a parent is full of sacrifices and some are more difficult than others. So far being a Mom I have "sacrificed" my skin thanks to stretch marks, my youthfulness, thanks to the worries that cause the new wrinkles I notice weekly, my pretty legs thanks to the varicose veins I received during pregnancy that never went away, the comfort of sitting thanks to the back pain I have had ever since pregnancy, a good night’s sleep, and the list goes on... However, none of these things truly feel like a sacrifice (although I do miss sleep and my non-damaged body) they are just part of being a mommy and I wouldn't trade parenthood for anything! Today, however, a very difficult sacrifice was made, although I know it was the only choice. Ranger, the dog Michael and I had for 7 ½ years, was given to a new home today. He bit Gabby on her head when she was about 9 months old and then about a week ago he nipped at her and unfortunately that was the last straw. M
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