Is my baby huge???
OK, so here's the back story...
I took Ava to her first birthday party this past Saturday. I was a bit nervous to go, since I knew only two people there - one of which was the birthday boy's mommy, obviously - and so I didn't know how it would go. What I continuously forget when I find myself nervous about these types of situations is that if you're a mom, hanging out with other moms, you instantly have about 1829127 things in common. You have a kid, presumably close in age, and voila! Instant conversation starter. Anyhow, I easily fell into conversation with a couple of nice mommies who complimented Ava on her party dress and being such a cutie patootie. Aww, shucks. All was going fine and dandy, until they up and went here:
"Wait, how old is she? Wow, she's huge!" said one mom.
"Seriously, I would've thought she was 9 or 10 months old at least!" added the other.
Well, boo to you too.
I do not mean to portray a picture of me as one of those moms you'd see on Toddlers & Tiaras, critical of their child's looks or weight or any of that. Ava can be a chunker or a baldy or any manner of descriptive words, and I will still think she's the absolute most gorgeous baby that ever walked the face of the Earth (is she not?). The thing that really worries me is just that I'm either a.) doing something wrong (overfeeding her??? Is that possible on a steady diet of breastmilk and homemade, organic fruits and vegetables? I think not...), or b.) that she's a chubster and that if that's her route in life, that she'll be made fun of by other children. I was teased horribly in school (not for being overweight, but really, kids can find anything, can't they??), and I'm totally screwed up from it even 15 years later (hence the anxiety about meeting new people at the birthday party).
I really don't think she's that big. I mean, yeah, she's tall. She's probably taller than a lot of kiddos her age (hence the upwards of 90% on height usually). And yeah, homegirls got a little chub on her thighs, but babies are supposed to have chubs. It's adorable. And it serves the purpose of providing padding when they inevitably tumble over. Over and over and over. But there was a 15-month-old (albeit petite) that was the same size!!!! No joke.
I can't imagine she's just predisposed to being a bigger than average kiddo, seeing as how D and I are both pretty small people. I'm the tallest woman in my family, and I'm 5'5".
Part of it may be her legs. While she can still sport most of her 3-6 month onesies, her long legs need a nearly 12 month pant in order to keep her from sporting highwaters.
Now that I've written this post, I realize how silly I'm being. Maybe A's big. Maybe that little girl at the party was tiny. Maybe she's going to be a beautiful amazon with long legs, and will make a fortune modeling. Maybe sometimes other parents are dumb and say things that might be hurtful without thinking.
Whatever. She's perfect to me.