Something about turning one has triggered a strange, new behavior in Rachel. She's suddenly become the cuddliest baby there ever was.
She cuddles when she wakes up in the morning. She cuddles before and after nursing. She cuddles every time I take her off her potty or out of her high chair. She cuddles after sliding down the slide. She cuddles after I read her a story. She cuddles every time I pick her up. She cuddles before bed. And sometimes she cuddles just because she hasn't cuddled in a while.
It's different; she didn't used to be like this. She used to be one of those put-me-down-so-I-can-wiggle babies and when she was really little she didn't even like to let her head rest against anything. Not my shoulder, not her car seat. Nothing.
Now, though, she makes time for cuddling whenever she can.
And not just wimpy because-I-have-to cuddles either. No, these cuddles are the amazing feel-good cuddles. She wraps her arms around my neck and nuzzles her face against me, pats my back a few times, and gives me a great, big, sloppy kiss! All the while she hums or sings, "Ma ma ma ma." When's she finished, she usually dives back in for another hug.
This is a stage that you will never find me complaining about.