Our baby girl

I am a bad mother. I'm working on it. I missed Elena's 15 month check up. I thought about it and just decided I would call later and then I forgot. I know, I know. Well, I decided to make her appointment for this past Wednesday. Luckily when the time rolled around for the appointment we were all sick including Elena so I thought it would be nice that the doctor would be checking her just in case she had an ear infection or anything. Plus, I really needed Jesus' help since I was just getting really sick. Elena weighed in at 20 pounds and I dont remember what height but she is a little taller than average so the doctor says she will be long and thin. She will be 18 months next Sunday and she will be starting in nursery which is bitter sweet to me. She is talking so much now, she can say mommy(for a while there she was calling me Monny, and sometimes she still does), daddy, baby, doggy, kitty, juice, no (mostly all the time), papa, she calls grandma mama. She has a word for her blankies but I honestly have no idea what she is saying. Sometimes she just rambles on and waves her hands around like she is making a speech and we all listen. She loves her babies and is a very good mommy. I watch her cover them up with blankets and wash them off with wipes. She loves to get in the bathtub and gets mad when its time to get out. She is very much a mamas girl right now and wants to be held most of the day. Its getting pretty hard on my arms. She loves to go outside and I cant wait for it to warm up so I can set her loose in the backyard. She loves Patrick but he isnt very nice to her right now so she gets mad at him and tells him to GO! She melts my heart and I love her like crazy. I am working on weaning her from breastfeeding but its hard on both of us. I will go slowly so maybe it wont break my heart as much when she is done.