11.11.13
I had one of those emotional, heart wrenching, mommy moments yesterday.
E woke up Sunday morning babbling happily to herself. I slowly peeled off the covers to go greet her good morning and found her laying on her back with her little toes curled around the bars of her crib, a new development. I went to pick her up and sadly, her pink pajamas were soaked. So I wrapped her in a towel and tooted her to where Dad was still resting.
I stripped her down, gave her a lil' cat bath laying there in bed and then went to wash my hands. As I'm standing in the bathroom I look back into the bedroom and E has stayed nestled under the covers next to her Daddy. Her profile made her look a mere 6 months old. She had the covers pulled up to her chin, holding them tightly. Her innocence so pure and gently. It was as if I were looking into a memory of 7 months ago, a time before she walked, talked or even rolled over.
My little girl is growing too fast. She is 15 months old today.
She knows sign language for: Please and All done. We are working on I love you and Thank you.
She knows that a kitty says meow, dog says woof woof and (thanks to Ylvis and her aunts) a fox says dat dat dat.
E also makes a gesture for an elephant trunk and the noises for that too.
She uses a spoon and fork fairly well. And loves drinking from a big girl cup.
Yesterday she put one leg in a pair of pants, tried to put on a vest and a shoe.
She plays house with her bears, monkeys and Pooh, covering them with blankies, cradling them, hushing them and carrying them everywhere she goes
This little girl amazes me on a daily basis. This morning I thought about how soon, too soon, her hands won't be so small. Her baby curls will disappear and she'll be running off to play with friends instead of Mom. I am so sad but so happy too. I couldn't ask for a more beautiful, caring, healthy daughter.
Happy 15 months E!
Keep Loving.
I stripped her down, gave her a lil' cat bath laying there in bed and then went to wash my hands. As I'm standing in the bathroom I look back into the bedroom and E has stayed nestled under the covers next to her Daddy. Her profile made her look a mere 6 months old. She had the covers pulled up to her chin, holding them tightly. Her innocence so pure and gently. It was as if I were looking into a memory of 7 months ago, a time before she walked, talked or even rolled over.
My little girl is growing too fast. She is 15 months old today.
She knows sign language for: Please and All done. We are working on I love you and Thank you.
She knows that a kitty says meow, dog says woof woof and (thanks to Ylvis and her aunts) a fox says dat dat dat.
E also makes a gesture for an elephant trunk and the noises for that too.
She uses a spoon and fork fairly well. And loves drinking from a big girl cup.
Yesterday she put one leg in a pair of pants, tried to put on a vest and a shoe.
She plays house with her bears, monkeys and Pooh, covering them with blankies, cradling them, hushing them and carrying them everywhere she goes
This little girl amazes me on a daily basis. This morning I thought about how soon, too soon, her hands won't be so small. Her baby curls will disappear and she'll be running off to play with friends instead of Mom. I am so sad but so happy too. I couldn't ask for a more beautiful, caring, healthy daughter.
Happy 15 months E!
Keep Loving.
No comments:
Post a Comment