Soon after she entered into her seventh month Lydia experienced the whirlwind that is the Holiday season. She is always keen on being the center of attention, and she got her wish multiple times over the course of those few days.
Once the Holidays were over and it was back to the normal routine, a notice appeared outside Lydia's daycare room warning us parents to watch for signs of RSV (a respiratory virus) since one of her buddies had been diagnosed with it. "Ahh, great," I thought. "Just watch Lydia be the one to come down with it."
That Sunday the three of us were gallivanting around Birmingham when Lydia's little post-nasal drip cough started to turn into something worse and she started to look worse real quick. The next day she was diagnosed with a respiratory infection and that silly thing just did not want to go away. She still has a slight cough, in fact, and so do I.
It was the second of three times we were at the doctor's office that Lydia finally did something I never thought she was going to do. We were waiting on the doctor so I propped her up in a sitting up position and in her enthrallment at my buttons and scarf, she forgot to fall down! She started sitting up! I was so pleased I started taking pictures on my four year old phone's camera. (Hint hint ho ho to The Husband -- I DO need an iPhone for moments like this!)
Lydia was on the mend just in time for her cousin's Dedication at her church in Auburn. She got to dress to the nines and impress many people, plus the added bonus of playing with her cousin, who is now showing as much interest in Lydia as Lydia shows in her.
One day Lydia came home from daycare with a new syllable -- "Hieee-dahh-dahh." Sometimes she whispers the last "dahh-dahh" bit -- "HIEE-dahh-dahh." This is The Husband's favorite thing she does.
"Say it! Say, 'da-da,'" he'll prompt. She grins at him and will usually oblige. They feed off each others' smiles.
