10 Little Monkeys Jumping On A Bed

You know how the story goes… “One fell off and bumped its head. Mama called the Doctor and the Doctor said. ‘No more monkeys jumping on the bed!'”.


So three weeks ago, Elena took Emma to “The Little Gym” and Emma was mesmerized by another girl who was hanging from a parallel bar by her hands. So much so that she decided she would give it a try. From that day forward Emma has been working hard to build her upper body strength by hanging from our refrigerator door handles, our kitchen counter-top, or anything else that she could get her hands on and subsequently lift her feet off the ground. Elena and I realized quickly that we were on borrowed time and as of last week I started to fully close her bedroom door when I put her to bed at night. Our fear being that she would attempt a great crib escape with her new found ability.


Needless to say, last night at around 10:00 PM, the thump we heard justified our concerns. Emma had managed to pull herself up and over the top of her crib and make a death-defying leap in total darkness onto the floor of her room. We raced to her side and examined her head and body for any obvious damage. By our estimation Emma had survived her brush with death unscathed. We gave her plenty of hugs and kisses and told her that she is not allowed to jump out of her crib. We returned her to bed and made sure that when she woke-up in the morning that we would not dally, as she is somewhat impatient and might try to throw herself over the top again should we not immediately appear before her.

When this morning came and Emma woke up, Elena rushed to the room to get her. Emma’s leg was already straddling the safety barrier. A few minutes later Elena came to wake me, a sense of urgency in her tone. Emma had apparently injured her leg from the previous nights fall. I jumped out of bed and placed Emma on the floor and asked her to walk for me. She took one step and collapsed to the ground as soon as she put weight on her left foot. She then uttered the word “booboo”. My heart sank and Elena and I prepared to take Emma to the hospital.

After a few hours of examination and X-Rays, it was determined that Emma had not broken anything. The Doctor was not sure where the injury occurred (foot, knee, leg, hip) but diagnosed her with a contusion. By this time Emma was walking better (i.e. she was not collapsing with each alternating step) which made an accurate diagnosis difficult. We took her home and she spent the rest of the day playing. Her walking had improved somewhat, although a limp was still evident. I imagine she learned how to bare her weight to accommodate her new injury. Toward the end of the day it was apparent that her foot had sustained the injury from the fall as slight swelling could be observed. Tomorrow we will try to wrap it during the day so that it can be somewhat immobilized. There is no chance that we will be able to get Emma to stay off of it so a wrap is the best we could do. Anyway, Elena is sleeping with Emma on an inflatable mattress tonight, and tomorrow we are going to see if we can pick-up a toddler bed. The crib, for now is off limits.

My Little Princess is 18 Months

dsc04750.JPGEmma turned 18 months on the 21st of this month. To commemorate this momentous occasion Emma received her final Polio and DTP inoculations. Thankfully she will not have to receive any additional shots for several years (somewhere around 4 and 6 years of age).

This week Emma ate peanut M&Ms as well as peanut butter. Her Pediatrician would like Emma to stop drinking from bottles and limit her milk (soy) intake to about 18 oz a day (Currently she consumes about 24 oz). Emma has also lost interest in nursing and prefers a bottle at night time to her mother’s breast. As a result, I get to give her her feedings at night which is fine by me. Now Daddy gets a chance to participate in the bedtime feeding ritual and Mommy gets to take a break.

Emma is also starting to sign in sentences (with our encouragement). And will request things like “bread water ducks” which means it’s time to get some bread and water to feed the ducks in our backyard. Elena and Emma feed the ducks every day during the week while I am at work.

Emma is able to say about a dozen words like “keys”, “Mama”, “Dada”, “Chicken”, “Bubbles”, “Me”, “Purple”, “Sticker”, “Cookie”. That’s all I can remember at the moment.

Emma continues to have a great sense of humor and will laugh and smile and run and hide and laugh some more. We picked up a Nintendo Wii and when Elena and I play “Wii Bowling” Emma can’t stop laughing. Especially when her mother scores a strike and yells “BAM!”. She also has a dark side that will shriek and cry and complain if she doesn’t get her way. Tantrum is probably a more accurate way to describe what she does. We are working the kinks out of this one and should have her operating properly in a few months ;).

Emma’s knees have regular encounters with the cement floor in our patio and are frequently scratched, scraped and adorned with “BooBoo stickers”. She is extremely curious, as all kids are, and wants those things that she is not supposed to have which gets her into trouble at times. Alas, that’s all part of growing up.


“Cookie Monster”

Emma’s Fifteen Month Checkup

Today Elena took Emma for a routine checkup. There she was weighed, measured, and administered her 15 month shots. I usually attend these things but today I had to be at work during her appointment. She had a slight fever throughout the day as a result, which Elena kept in check with Tylenol. Emma is in the 55th percentile for both height and weight right now for children her age. The fact that the percentiles match is a good sign and indicates that she is growing proportionally. For a while there she was on the “chunky-side” (somewhere in the 95th percentile for weight and 75th for height). Her mobility has allowed her to shed some of that baby fat.

Emma is finally sleeping through the night. Our strategy of keeping the baby monitor off in our room has been working like a charm. Bedtime for her is around 8:00 PM and at 7:00 AM Elena and me receive our wake-up call. Elena is still breastfeeding Emma but we are down to one nursing a day. On Sunday we replaced her morning nursing with a nice bottle of Soy milk. She still gets the warm comfort of her mother’s milk at night right before bed which helps to put her in the right frame of mind; however the rest of her meals are supplemented by three Gerber “Stage 2” baby foods a day. With Cheerios and an assortment of cookies and snacks throughout the day. She prefers vegetables to fruits which is a good thing I guess. I wish I could say the same for myself.

Vital Statistics

Height: 30.5 inches
Weight: 23 lbs.