Every parent or maybe it's every speech pathologist (I don't really know the difference) knows the way to a happy child is a structured routine. Children love to know what is going to happen next (admit it you are like this too because you are a human) and this helps improve their behavior. Well, Gabby definitely has a very structured routine which was actually implemented at first by her daddy to help her transition to sleep better. Gabby's structured life has taken on a life of it's own and I am afraid that we have possibly encouraged O. C. D. tendencies in our little ray of sunshine. The most obvious of these would be 'get get' and 'Meow.' Get-get, also known as a 'blanket' in your world, is a specific blanket that has patches of a lovely variety of textures that she enjoys rubbing while drinking her warmed milk before bed (I know really I still warm her milk?). Don't think you can get off this easily putting Gabrielle to sleep...oh no! Meow is a MUST! If there is no Meow there is no sleep. This is so true that we actually have Meow 2.0. She does not know there are two, but when we can't find one rather than frantically running around the house looking we just pull out the spare. The only problem with this is that we have to allow her to take a different one with her to the park each time or they will look very differently. Michael and I have talked about our feelings regarding Meow and as a security toy we are happy this is the one she chose, because it could have been Atrayu who is as big as me. Meow is the perfect size to just throw in my purse when not needed, I think our whole family secretly loves Meow. I thought we had made it without a security object, but apparently they can begin at any age.
It's hard to believe that Sunday was the third time I've been able to celebrate Mother's Day. This Mother's Day was especially special because I became a godmother to Aiden and Addison, some of our closest friends two children. We woke up that morning got dressed and headed to church to watch the baptism of some of the cutest kids I ever met. They church had us sit in the front row for ease of baptizing, but it made it far more difficult for us to contain our kids. The baptism was at the very beginning of the sermon. Less than 5 minutes after the baptism Gabby made a noise talking to Daddy, (I doubt the people next to us could even hear) the minister came up to me and offered to show me where the day care was. She was very polite and sweet, but I knew I could not exactly refuse. I have never left Gabby with a stranger, not for 30 seconds, so I walked in to the nursery and Gabby instantly began coloring. Once Addison appeared (because the m...
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