When Sydney was first born, my pet name for her was "Muffin". Don't know why, it's just what I called her. When we were in the hospital all the nurses would call her "Peanut" (which I am sure they called all the babies) and it drove Brad crazy. He vetoed the nickname "Peanut" right off the bat. So, since he approved of "Muffin" that is what I continued to call her (and Grandpa used it quite a bit too). Somehow she just seemed too tiny to call her "Sydney" just yet.
Well, I am not sure exactly when it happened, but "Muffin" turned into "Monkey" before I really realized it. Looking back, I think I it started when she began to move around on her own. Once Sydney started to move independently, her personalilty was definitely more demonstrative. Now I find I am often using her nickname as a term of endearment as often as I am using it in replacement of calling her "a little bugger"...which just doesn't seem appropriate.
Well...at 13 months, Sydney is now on to her 3rd & 4th nickname. The kids at daycare are calling her "Bruiser" and Nola (her daycare provider) calls her "Miss Bruise". Since she refuses to stop or crawl, even when she is too tired to walk with any competence...she seems to always have bruises on her face. Hardly a week has gone by in the last month without her having a bruise or multiple bruises. I think the current count on her face is five. We don't even know how & when she gets half of them. I am beginning to wonder if she is like her dad in this way. Brad will get hit with a puck at hockey on Monday night & have a red welt for a bit to show where he was hit, but the bruise does not show up until Friday...it is really weird. For Sydney's sake, I hope this is not the case.
So although I am continuing to call her "Monkey" (affectionately & in mild frustration), it is fun to know that Sydney has demonstrated enough personality to earn 3 nicknames in only a year.
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