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She Found Her Voice; And You Better Listen

Haley has been cooing for a few weeks now, but only every once in awhile.  When it slips out, she always has this look on her face of such focus, like she really has to try to make that sound.  This afternoon, I think she really figured out how to make sounds.  She was getting some tummy time on the floor next to me.  To be perfectly honest, I wasn't really paying attention to her.  I was setting up my computer, turning on Grey's Anatomy reruns, and preparing to pump.  Pretty exciting I know. Then I started hearing her coo.  Nothing out of the normal.  After a few minutes I noticed she was cooing a lot....like she had figured it out....like she found her voice.  Then they got louder and louder.  And then.. her tone changed.

When I looked down at her, she was staring at me with this glare on her face.  And then I asked her "Are you mad mommas not paying attention to you?"  Her glare quickly turned to a huge smile and pleasant sounding coo. Uh-oh, apparently someone likes to be the center of attention.  I wonder where she got that from.  But I think she found her voice...and she wants to be heard.

I think I will attribute this new development (and among others we discovered in the past two days) to her new schedule.  I know I am beating a dead horse with the whole schedule talk, but seriously guys, this changed our whole lives for the better.  She is SO much more content.  So much more alert.  So much less fussy.  She even knows how to read....

Okay maybe not...

On a side note.  I was looking at this wonderful cardboard book that Catherine Hnatov wrote; and I wondered to myself...how much money is this woman making off these books.  I know they are simple for infants, but The rabbit jumps.  Hip, hop.  Why am I not a children's book writer? 

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