The Good and Bad of Milestones

It's been one crazy week.

J is down to one (sometimes two) feed(s) at night, but I still feel sleep deprived and like morning has arrived too soon.

Today, she handed me various objects, one after another, in a very conscious, purposeful manner: a new milestone.

She copied me when I clapped while singing "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands..."

Yesterday, she surprised her sister and me by climbing on and off the couch without incident.

Wow.

She opened the kitchen cabinet that conceals the trash bin.

Pulled open the drawer and started taking tea towels etc out.

She's as clingy as ever and I can't get any work done....unless I let her tear up mags and stuff tissues in her mouth and pretend not to see.

Not good.