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Definite and deliberate

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Sunday, 9 February 2014: Three Hundred and Thirteen Days Old.

Ayla is getting much better at communicating.

Her garbled noises are now definite and deliberate, and I’m starting to see a clear pattern in what her different sounds mean.

Ayla’s cutest noise is her happy shriek, which sounds kind of like an “eeee!” that she lets it slip when she’s super excited and happy. Like the day she chased the cat around in her walker, or when I creep up to her with a favourite toy.

Ayla’s saddest noise is her whinging, which sounds mostly like “mumumumum” that she repeats over and over when she’s tired and wants a cuddle. Don’t get me wrong, I love being so in demand and I love that Ayla can call out to me but it definitely breaks my heart.

Ayla’s funniest noise is her “I’m stuck” noise, which sounds mostly like a “ah-ah-ah” or a machine gun in slow motion. Ayla’s been practising this noise a lot lately and I keep finding her in strange places.

Ayla’s scariest noise is her yell, which sounds mostly like a “raaaaaa!” and goes up in pitch the longer and louder she gets. It’s scary because I get forward-flashes to the so-called “Terrible Two’s” and it makes me shudder.

And then there’s Ayla’s giggle, which sounds to me like a “ha-haha-ha” and reminds me of a little old man’s chuckle. Although Ayla smiles a lot her laugh seems reserved for tickle fights and pretend acrobatics which makes it an extra special event when she does.

Lastly, and most fortunately, Ayla rarely cries. Her tears come only if she’s hurt, or beside herself with tiredness… but who could blame her for that? I’ve been known to cry for much less and I thank my stars every day for giving me a strong, calm and happy baby Ayla.

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Words

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Saturday, 2 November 2013; Two Hundred and Fifteen Days Old.

The little noises, screeches and sounds Ayla has been making are becoming more and more like words.

Sometimes it’s easy to think Ayla’s even blurted out a full sentence, and I swear I heard her say “I love you” the other day!

And now when she “talks” Ayla stares at me so intently it’s like we’re the only two people left in the world and she’s telling me important details on how we’re going to survive.

Even the neighbours commented about it! They asked if Ayla was talking yet because they thought they heard her calling out “Dad! Dad!” the other day… Which they probably did.

While Dad-dad and Mum-mum are still Ayla’s most preferred words, she’s been throwing in blub’s, bler’s and rar’s whenever she can.

What’s so amazing to me is that Ayla seems to know exactly what she’s saying.

To us it sounds like baby talk, but when I play back a video of Ayla talking and let her watch it, she gets so excited and proud of her efforts you’d think she’d just given a valedictory speech.

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Dinner

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Friday, 11 October 2013: One Hundred and Ninety Four Days Old.

Ayla’s started joining Hubby and I for dinner.

Dinner time falls right in the middle “witching hour” so Ayla’s usually clingy and squirmy and loud, making eating tea as a couple virtually impossible.

So this week we tried putting Ayla in her high chair at dinner time so she could eat with us and its been one of the best decision yet!

Although Ayla really just makes a massive mess of whatever veggies are on offer, I love watching her learn about food.

So far this week Ayla’s tried (and enjoyed!) pumpkin, sweet potato, tomato, broccoli, asparagus and avocado!

When Ayla’s not playing with her food, she’s happily telling us about her day.

Nine times out of ten Ayla stares straight at her Daddy, chatting away with expression and intent like any other kid, except that she doesn’t have words yet!

Yep, dinner time is quickly becoming my favourite time of the day. With my Hubby on one side and Baby Ayla on the other, there’s no place is rather be 🙂

Dinner aftermath

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Little chatterbox

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Tuesday, 16 July 2013: One Hundred and Six Days Old.

Ayla is turning into a right and regular little chatterbox!

It’s so cute; sometimes she talks to me using sweet little goo’s and gaa’s and other times she’s actively voicing her opinion!

Ayla has been trying new sounds every day, from the accidental to the elaborate, and we now have some idea of what her voice will be like when she’s older.

It gives me future “flash-visions” (as I like to call them) where I can see her sitting beside me on the couch telling me about a butterfly she just found in the garden.

Looking forward to it 🙂