Hard to believe that tomorrow Noa will be 5-years-old!!! And she's really been piling on the skills in the past couple of weeks to catch up with her new status as a "big girl." Especially impressive right now -- food skills such as those demonstrated above. Notice how she finds the spoon. She is careful looking for it, and you get a sense when she is doing this that she is usually visual imput in some way. She is in the right area and really searching for the right spot. This is true even if I move the spoon slightly. It's not a "blind" reach, so to speak.
I love that in this clip she also reaches for the spoon for the next bite, though her sense of having to scoop more onto the spoon is just developing. Actually, she was doing this at school before she did it at home. Ben happened to be at the school for a meeting and saw her doing this - and her cover was blown. In this respect, Noa is just like any other toddler - she knows who expects what from her. She used to pretend that she couldn't pull up her pants when she potty time with Daddy... until he happened to see her do potty time with Mommy. Tricky kid.
PLUS, she's been eating more and more new foods. Just in the past week and a half she had baby food mixed with rice krispies, more pasta varities and... are you ready??... cheeseburger (fed through a food mill) mashed up with french fries and topped with a little baby food. She loves meat flavors so top most anything with a meat flavored baby food and you're good to go. She's doing well with all the stage 3 baby foods (that have chunks) which used to make her gag and even ate a whole jar of a fish flavor (salmon with wild rice). It's really a whole new world!
As we're coming up on her birthday, I guess I should share a birthday story - just a short one. As most of you know, Noa was adopted, but Ben and I got to know her birthmother ahead of time and were lucky enough to be there for her birth. In fact, when one of her friends came down sick, I ended up being one of the birthing coaches and Ben even cut the cord. But that's a different story -
For a variety of reasons, Noa's birth was induced - which gave us a great shot at being there for the actual event. Five years ago yesterday we went in for a final ultra-sound and discovered that Miss Fancy had somehow turned herself around and... basically facing the wrong way. "Go home," the doctor said, " and we'll try again next week." Of course Ben and I were disappointed - to be expected - but Noa's birth mother (we'll call her B) wasn't taking next week for an answer. Although the doctor said there was no way that Noa would turn around by tomorrow, B convinced her that we should just go to the hospital on schedule and take another look - and then she and I got to work tracking down all kinds of crazy old wives tales about getting babies to turn over.
We tried a few things - can't remember most of them but one was playing head banger music to the area where her head was so she'd move away from it. Ultimately it was a bag of frozen peas that did the trick. We put them right where her head was and within a matter of minutes she flipped right over -- and I mean it was a dramatic move. We could see it happen! So much for the doctor's theory that babies didn't turn around like that. When we went to the hosptial we were feeling pretty confident that Noa was in launching position... and she was. The rest, as they say, is history in the Land of Noa.



