I have been a little bummed about her ability to say Da Da and to use it correctly and not just babble. Apparently, my child read my blog yesterday and felt sorry for me. Last night she began her little crying show at 2:30am. I let her cry for 30 minutes and then her cries got quieter, but I heard a strange banging sound. She had moved to an area in the crib where my monitor could not see her. I had a feeling that she might be stuck through a slat or something, so I thought I would just go peak in from the doorway. I pushed the door open and her Go-Go Gadget ears heard the faint sound. She flipped to her stomach and literally squealed with delight. She then stood up, looked at me and said, "Ma Ma!"
So I did what every mom would do, I shut the door and let her finish crying. NOT! (throwback to the early 90s) Of course I had to pick her up and rock her. I know what you are thinking, sucker! I don't care it made my 2:30 wake-up call well worth it!