Thursday, March 6, 2014

My Baby, the Speechless Barnacle

I'm getting very anxious for Scarlet to learn speech so that she doesn't have to sob uncontrollably to let me know that she wants a bite of my cereal. It would also be nice to be able to explain to her that when I'm in the shower, I'm safe and happy and don't need her to pull back the shower curtain and sob as water soaks her clothes and hair for TEN MINUTES while I rinse out the shampoo and conditioner from my hair. I would also like to explain that the toilet paper roll she discovered this morning should not be swatted at until all the paper unravels onto the floor as I'm doing my hair in front of the mirror.

Scarlet can do so much these days--eat real food, walk unaided, sit still in front of a Barbie movie for ten minutes at a time--but I'm certain that life will be a bit easier once she understands that she doesn't need to be by my side constantly. I love her affection and cuddling but I also love being able to type with two hands and being able to place my work laptop in my actual lap, and not awkwardly on the arm of the couch so I can hold Scarlet in my lap and edit one-handed.

*sigh* One day...