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Friday, February 21, 2014
Chloe's turn!
It really is appalling how I neglect this blog. So many things happen that I want to write down and then I get overwhelmed and then time passes, and --- you get the idea.
I think therefore I need to resolve to try and write once a week, even if it's late. I hate losing those unique moments and I'm terrible at grabbing the camera fast enough, so I need to depend on descriptions in writing to remember so many of the things going on in our crazy little small person world right now.
Anyway, my little girl is 7 months old and counting! HOW did that happen? I think I've mentioned how bewilderingly fast time seems to pass for me. I knew as a teacher, that each year went by more and more quickly. No one warned me that as a parent I would enter warp speed. (Okay everyone warned me all the time, but warnings and reality are very different things)
We now have one person in our family who wakes up happy every time. Doesn't matter if she's only had 5 minutes of sleep or if I'm getting her up at an odd hour, she wakes up and smiles. Melts my heart. And this is good because Mummy and Daddy and Colin are not people who wake up well so we needed one of us to be chipper. I'm reasonably hopeful this will last. :)
She has fully achieved Gerber baby cheeks and has the blue eyes to go with them. She has recently discovered her toes and so we now all share the same fascination. I LOVE baby toes. Can't get enough of them. Daddy and Colin also love Chloe toes and it's fun when big brother comes to pinch them. Because Chloe adores her big brother. She smiles and spits and growls for him and is now able to grab his hair in a lightening fast swipe in order to bring him closer to herself. This does not thrill Colin for some reason, but it provides us with great amusement. She is doing her utmost to sit up and view the world and it looks like she does baby crunches. We haven't quite got our balance yet, but she's getting there!
Chloe is definitely a cuddler as well. She likes nothing better than to sit on someone's lap and be part of the social scene. And I like nothing better when two small hands frequently come up to pat my face and assure herself that I'm there.
Sometimes she has to take on her super hero alter ego of 'Leech baby' where she grabs our faces to bring them to her wide open mouth. Not sure how this saves the world, but she seems pretty confident in the method.
I was always a bit nervous about having daughters since girls can be tricky for me. Don't get me wrong--I love em to bits but I find that girls have always been able to push my buttons so much more easily. Likely because I think like them so I see more of the flaws. But I'm so grateful for a daughter. I love pink. I love the pretty bows and shoes. And yes, I know the challenging part is yet to come, but I welcome that. I wouldn't trade my sweet Chlo for anything. :)
I think therefore I need to resolve to try and write once a week, even if it's late. I hate losing those unique moments and I'm terrible at grabbing the camera fast enough, so I need to depend on descriptions in writing to remember so many of the things going on in our crazy little small person world right now.
Anyway, my little girl is 7 months old and counting! HOW did that happen? I think I've mentioned how bewilderingly fast time seems to pass for me. I knew as a teacher, that each year went by more and more quickly. No one warned me that as a parent I would enter warp speed. (Okay everyone warned me all the time, but warnings and reality are very different things)
We now have one person in our family who wakes up happy every time. Doesn't matter if she's only had 5 minutes of sleep or if I'm getting her up at an odd hour, she wakes up and smiles. Melts my heart. And this is good because Mummy and Daddy and Colin are not people who wake up well so we needed one of us to be chipper. I'm reasonably hopeful this will last. :)
She has fully achieved Gerber baby cheeks and has the blue eyes to go with them. She has recently discovered her toes and so we now all share the same fascination. I LOVE baby toes. Can't get enough of them. Daddy and Colin also love Chloe toes and it's fun when big brother comes to pinch them. Because Chloe adores her big brother. She smiles and spits and growls for him and is now able to grab his hair in a lightening fast swipe in order to bring him closer to herself. This does not thrill Colin for some reason, but it provides us with great amusement. She is doing her utmost to sit up and view the world and it looks like she does baby crunches. We haven't quite got our balance yet, but she's getting there!
Chloe is definitely a cuddler as well. She likes nothing better than to sit on someone's lap and be part of the social scene. And I like nothing better when two small hands frequently come up to pat my face and assure herself that I'm there.
Sometimes she has to take on her super hero alter ego of 'Leech baby' where she grabs our faces to bring them to her wide open mouth. Not sure how this saves the world, but she seems pretty confident in the method.
I was always a bit nervous about having daughters since girls can be tricky for me. Don't get me wrong--I love em to bits but I find that girls have always been able to push my buttons so much more easily. Likely because I think like them so I see more of the flaws. But I'm so grateful for a daughter. I love pink. I love the pretty bows and shoes. And yes, I know the challenging part is yet to come, but I welcome that. I wouldn't trade my sweet Chlo for anything. :)
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