Her 15 month appointment went very well.  However, she did have quite the cold.  She started with a high fever (103 degrees) and ended with a lot of congestion and a cough.  She even lost her voice this round!  It made me feel so bad for her, especially when she said “Momma” or “Daddy” and no sound came with it. :o(

Doctor said she looks wonderful.  He’s still watching her weight because she’s so skinny, but said to just keep an eye on her eating and if it diminishes any to bring her back in.  I know it’s just genes - Dad is tall and skinny and well, Mom isn’t exactly short either. 

Weight: 19lbs. 4oz.  5^th percentile

Height: 32 inches  75^th percentile

Meghan is both mentally and physically healthy.  Developmentally she’s ahead of the game.  We’re truly blessed!  Can’t get better than that!

So what is going on in Meghan’s world this month?

She’s becoming very interested in body parts and loves to say them.  She says, belly button, toes, knee, nose, eyes, and butt.  She can point to a lot more when you ask here where things are.

She’s starting the temper tantrums!  She screams and throws herself down on the ground when she doesn’t get her way.  Doc says it’s normal at this age, but very trying for her parents.  Time to show her who’s the boss :o)  Doctor says it’s time to start “time-outs” for a minute.  She doesn’t like them thus far, but definitely gets the message!

As of October 19^th, we are down to one feeding at night – sometimes one in the morning.

Meghan has discovered make-up.  She’s been diligently watching me put my makeup on in the mornings.  Now she grabs out of my makeup bag and pretends to put lipstick, eye shadow and eyeliner on.  Occasionally she’ll open the lipstick and get it all over, but it is so cute to watch her try to apply it on her lips.  I’m sure after the umpteenth time she gets it everywhere I’ll end up hiding my makeup. 

She likes saying make up too, however, the she’s really stressing in her speech the “k’s” and “ck’s” such as, duck, make-up, truck.

She learned how to say potty this month and has become very interested in what we do on the potty. Hehe.  I think after Christmas we might get her a little potty of her own.

Meghan and I spend time outside for a little bit after we get home from work/school.  We especially like going over to where our community mailboxes are and play hide and seek.  First she goes around one side and hides and I pretend to look for her.  She jumps out and scares me and I jump and “pretend” to be scared.  Then it’s my turn to hide and scare her.  She lets out a fake squeal as if she’s scared.  She thinks it’s the funniest thing and we sit there and laugh and giggle.  I love it.

She LOVES the park.  She’s even ventured to go down the bigger slides recently.  She really loves and thinks she’s such the big girl.  She says “weeee” every time she sees a slide and every time she goes down the slide.  Very cute.

No more teeth so far.  I thought I felt some bumps the other day –but I thought that last week too, and nothing came of it.  I have a feeling that whatever teeth are trying to come in are being difficult.

2 Bottom molars cut through the weekend of November 3^rd, 2007!  Still a ways to go to get them fully in, which might explain some of her grumpy attitude lately.

She LOVED Halloween this year.  For her official second Halloween, she was a Giraffe.  We went to Boo at the Zoo on the 28^th of October – and I must say she blended in well with the real giraffe’s.  On Halloween we went over to G’ma K’s house for trick or treating.  We only went around the cul-de-sac, but I tell you, Meghan had the whole routine down by the end!  Once we took her to the first few houses, she picked up on what she needed to do.  She would walk up to the house with Dad or Mom, say “boo” or “tictictic” (for trick or treat) and the people would pick out a candy to put in her bucket. By the last few houses, she was grabbing the candy and putting it in her bucket herself! Once she received her prize, she would turn around to make sure Dad was watching from the sidewalk, she would run to him, and then run, run, run to the next house.  It was the most adorable things to watch.  It made me so proud to be Meghan’s Mommy.

This could take up a whole side note journal entry but will start it here and see where we end up.  My last day of breastfeeding was October 31^st, 2007.  Meghan is 14 ½ months old.  The morning of my last day, I did not know it would be the last time.  It was later on that night that I realized it was time to stop.  I really wanted to nurse, just one more time, but figured “one more time” could turn into ten more times and so on.  Emotionally I’m handling it pretty well.  It’s hard and it makes me sad to know that we no longer have our special time together every day.  I knew this time was to come.  I’ve enjoyed and have been so blessed in being able to breastfeed Meghan for almost 15 months.  It is the most precious gift I could have ever given to her and I’m proud of that.  I had planned to stop after she was a year old, however, I wanted to see if she would do it on her own.  My precious girl would have done it until she was 3 if I would have let her.  I was ready to have my body back and I was getting frustrated with having to wake up 2-3 times a night still.  That just isn’t fair to her or me.  I want to be able to comfort Meghan and shower her with hugs and kisses without her wanting to nurse.  It was time and so the time has come and gone.  It isn’t easy, for either of us.  Her cries and reaching out for me at night break my heart, especially when I have to refuse her what she wants the most.  I know, that in time she won’t remember or miss this (just like she doesn’t remember/miss the other feedings I eliminated).  Overall, I know I made the right decision for us both.  I’ll never EVER forget the way she looked at me and I looked at her when she nuzzled into my breast to nurse or the drunken sailor look she proudly wore as she drifted off to sleep after nursing.  Never Ever will I forget.  I love you my precious baby girl!