Baby Rule #2: Write Stuff Down

Remember that one time I had a baby?
Yup, I did that.
Almost nine months ago.
What just happened to my life?
I will be honest and confess I have not written anything down. I did start writing a birth story but I was writing it. Pen and paper, old school style.
So one day when Jo asks me where the first nine months of her life are, what it was like, what we did, I will just have point to my noggin where those memories reside. Let's hope the contents stay sharp enough long enough for her to ask me.
I may jest, but I am quite downhearted to think I haven't written anything of the sheer perfect, magic, unbelievable, challenging, life-altering, confidence shattering, amazing last nine months. And so we sigh.
But, such is life, as Sister Nonnarath used to say. Such is life.

So we will start with today.
Today I captured Jo waving to me while sitting on my bed. It's one of her newest skills.  She waves by flapping her whole arm, then she scrunches up her face in a darling grin. She's impossible to resist like that.
Today I had to search the "things that are too big" drawer for items we can use now because the 6-9 month clothes are starting to get too small.
Today Jo tried her hardest to get to the baby in the mirror. She loves waving to that baby.
Today Jo took two naps. She'll be waking up soon I am sure (4pm).
Today Jo ate oatmeal with blueberries for breakfast and giggled when her hands were wiped down with a warm cloth afterward. She complained about any bite that didn't contain a blueberry.
Today I started to think that Jo doesn't like potatoes - she will not suffer them long for any meal.  Three bites in and she's had enough.
Today Jo used 'ma,' 'ba,'blah' and 'da' over and over and over. She just added 'da' last week. She also grunted at us. A lot.
Today Jo looked right to his kennel when I asked her where the dog was.
Today Jo took great joy in having her back tickled after she got up from her morning nap.
Today Jo pulled her book toward her so she could feel the texture of the bunny, the kitten and the puppy.
Today Jo smiled and slapped her thighs when I pulled out her Peppa Pig nursery rhymes and songs book.
Today Jo let me run my fingers over her face while I cuddled her before her nap.

The list goes on and on and on and on. And I want to remember every single little thing. I wish I could capture it all and bottle it for later. Because even now we sometimes say "remember when she used to......" and there are so many darling little details and moments I've forgotten. So many things she simply doesn't do anymore.  
But now she's up from her nap.
Such is life.