My two front teeth

Your getting some teeth! 11 months old, I was wondering when it would happen. But like you always do, things happen when you are good and ready. You screamed in your carseat no matter what I did until you decided you were over it. Wouldn't drink from anything but a boob until recently. Would declare war if I tried to get you to feed yourself.   With everything it just seems you do what you want when you want.  Your dad says "She knows we are her bitches."  Strong willed, you'll make a great leader.  

But don't think you are a difficult baby Everything is peachy keen as long as you are in charge :) you are the sweetest girl! So many grins!  It's a little inside joke, everybody thinks they are your favorite.   People are always saying "Georgia loves me!" "G always smiles when I hold her." "Watch she'll come to me, she always does". Truth is you love everybody. You will go to almost anyone, and smile while doing so.  Taking you to a store or restaurant is a social event. You wave at people and charm, we visit with all kinds of people while out and about.  

You are great friends with Lucia, who works at our WalMart. You have to be held by her at least once a week. She calls you "her baby" :)

A little trip to the Starbucks counter and you had these total strangers playing peekaboo, blowing kisses, and complementing your outfit in their best baby talk voices. 

This started off with you waving at this little girl while we were in line to checkout in Target. You two really hit it off and her mom asked if she could take a picture of you. 

You are your middle name, LOVE.  You make people feel special and happy. I am beyond blessed that I'm your momma. I tease that you are "the golden child" spreading the sunshine wherever you go.  Always be sweet, friendly, and warm the way you are now. 

But the point of all this...the teeth.   I've been preparing myself for teething. You have pitched some pretty good fits over the carseat, refusing a bottle, feeding yourself, gassy baby belly problems. I thought the teething would be rough.  But not yet. *knock on wood* A couple of months ago I bought you a baltic amber teething necklace. The amber is supposed to have analgesic properties when warmed by your skin. You wear it all the time, we take it off only for baths.  I have read that other moms swear by them.  I figured even if it didn't help, it couldn't hurt!  Had one imported for Lithuania (seriously) and it must be legit. 

 Two days ago you were smiling at me and I noticed your gums were swollen with a big white bump on them. Shocked! You hadn't been fussy at all, no fever, no disruption in your sleeping, no chewing on stuff or drooling. This evening I stuck my finger in your mouth and a tooth had broken through. Not long and you'll have a whole pearly white or two! I am pleasantly surprised and pretty proud of you. You got this from your daddy, he's tough and never complains. 

Congrats G! I've printed off a cute little chart for your baby book to keep up with when your teeth come in. You probably won't care much about it, but just in case. 

Cute little face you've been making since the tooth has been debuting. You're an angel baby!

Peace.Love.Teeth

Just so you know...

Since I had you, I can hear a song and the lyrics sound totally different to me. Much more tearing up and goosebumps than before. The most recent one, of course, has the f word in it.  Regardless, I want you to know you're perfect to me. I can't say that I have always known my mom thinks I'm perfect, and I want different for you.  You're my world, my air, I love you so much it hurts me. And I try try try to make perfect decisions for you as your mommy. I always feel like nothing is good enough because you deserve so much. I'm trying to give you everything I can so that you remember you childhood as happy, and that you never doubt that I love you with my whole soul.  Never feel like you're less than perfect.  If YouTube is still around when you are old enough to read this, listen to P!nk's song "Perfect"...the edited/clean version, sans the good ole f word.  

This is us today, I can't wait to wake up and love you more tomorrow.