Recently, my lovely husband pulled a muscle in his back. He was reaching over the crib to get Leah from a nap, and he couldn't straighten himself out of that position.
Which is why, on that particular night, I was changing Leah's diaper.
She is usually extremely chipper on the changing table. At 3 am, I was mostly just hoping I wouldn't wake her up too much to prevent her from going back to sleep.
I was thinking about this when I heard a rather terrifying noise issuing from my baby.
Leah was growling at me. Not just growling... the noise that was coming from her was something from a horror movie. At 3 am, I had a Rosemary's baby on the changing table!
In the days since then, Casey and I have had a ton of laughs about our growling baby. We keep telling her that she is very smart... that IS the noise a lion makes! (Lion sounds much better than "possessed baby," so we just go with it!) I have no idea where she picked this up, or perhaps this is just the natural progression of vocal noises every baby must go through - considering she's the only baby I've ever had, I have no idea which way it goes.
Here is a bit of video Casey took on his phone of our sweet daughter... growling.
Frankly, I would have been happy with just some cooing or gurgling.