Sunday, 3 August 2014: One Year, One Hundred and Twenty Five Days Old.
Ayla’s learned to cover her ears and shout!
It’s hilarious. Ayla will suddenly slam both hands against each side of her head, cover her ears and yell “ya ya ya” before cracking up into a giggle.
I have no idea where she learned it, maybe from wearing ear muffs while we using power tools on our renovations, but this morning Ayla did it out of the blue.
Ayla’s had a bit of an ear thing going for a while now.
A few months ago I noticed her pinching the tops of her ears with her fingers so I went in to give them a rub for her.
Just like The Dog does, Ayla’s head melted into my hand, her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a soft groan.
Ever since then I’ve notice Ayla pinch at her ears when she’s tired, upset or a bit out of sorts, and if she’s in need of a little settling I’ll rub her ears for her.
But the comfort Ayla gets from that was nothing like the laughs she got from hearing her voice change when she covered her ears the morning, then again tonight at tea.
Here’s the video of Ayla playing the miniature grand piano Hubby and I gave her for her first birthday!
She loves it! Maybe we have a prodigy in the making?
Or maybe Hubby and I will just have a strange ringing sound in our ears for for ever more!
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.
Friday, 13 September 2013: One Hundred and Sixty Five Days Old.
Up until now Ayla’s only really made a noise if she’s been hungry, tired, uncomfortable or had a dirty nappy.
Nowadays though Ayla uses her noises and sounds to communicate and there’s so much we can talk about!
Ayla calls out if she wants to be involved in a conversation, and she wriggles and grunts if she wants to change positions or angles.
Ayla also makes a squealing noise when she’s excited, a crying noise when wants to hang out and sometimes she makes a whinging noise when she wants a mummy cuddle.
Ayla’s cries also sound different depending on what she needs. She can tell me when she needs changed, when she’s hungry and when she’s tired.
I’m amazed at how easy it is to know what Ayla wants and needs even though she’s still too young to crawl, let alone talk!