Hi Little Bug,
Happy 8th month birthday! I love you so much - it's actually mind blowing.
I'm sitting here in the morning, while you're asleep on your Daddy's chest, and I keep looking at the blank screen trying to figure out all I want to say to you. It's truly hard to put into words.
May flew by. I'm really not sure what happened. We did a lot of traveling - it's starting to be summer and that means our calendar blows up with things to do. We spent Mothers Day with Great Grandma Anne in Indianapolis. It was so much fun to see your GREAT Aunts and Uncles - when I was younger they lived in New Jersey and California, so I am so glad they've moved back to the Midwest. We went and visited Grandma Julie in Iowa, went to your first garage sale, experienced our first family car trouble (a flat tire on the side of a small road out in the cornfields), and the first hints of summer weather with days in the 80s. We went to the cottage in Michigan - cleaned up after a tree fell on the roof, tore down a wall (you're Poppy is a little crazy), and you experienced the beach for the first time. Oh Lucy, I think we're going to have a lot of fun on the beach. You seem to enjoy the feel of sand better than the feel of grass - but you wanted to eat it just as much. You just kept shoveling it into your mouth! Ugh, little girl. I hope someday you'll listen when I tell you not to do things. Your Grammy and I kept trying to keep the sand out of that little mouth, but you are stubborn!
Speaking of putting things in your mouth - you LOVE to eat! You have a whole list of things that you love to try out from blueberries, bananas, and carrots to guacamole and salsa. Sometimes you make funny faces when you try something new, but we've also learned that you like to be funny and make us laugh by making faces - even when eating something you've already tasted. You're a little actress! But still most of the time you prefer to just snuggle up to me and nurse. I'm ok with that, I know it wont last forever and I'll miss that time together.
And if you aren't eating, you're often talking. I'm such a worry wart and asked your Grammy if you should be talking more. The next day you were jabbering up a storm. I'm sure that you're always going to try to prove me wrong, ha ha. From sighs in your sleep to calling out to get our attention, you have found your voice. Most of the time you're making typical baby noises - mamama, bababa - but then again sometimes your "mama" is much more profound and catches my attention differently. You're very ticklish and your laugh just makes us all laugh. And you love to blow raspberries. Just the other day you crawled up to me, looked me square in the face, pursed out that little bottom lip and started blowing raspberries and spraying me in the face. Sometimes, all I can do is just laugh.
You are a girl on the go! If you wake up before me, I often wake up to you ON me. You stand bracing yourself on my shoulder - or face - and bounce up and down, ready to go. You're crawling better and faster by the moment and your ability to pull yourself up and creep along the furniture is leaps and bounds better. You've discovered the fun of chasing Ellie around the house, testing your Daddy and I's ability to "baby proof", and you are discovering new things to play with - like splashing in Ellie's water bowl! You are strong, strong willed, and you know what you want. I'll watch you do something and call out "ah ah ahhh, Lucy no." and you turn your little head to look at me and give me the most mischievous smile. You are starting to really push your limits.
I feel like time is flying by, and I want desperately for everything to just slow down. Sometimes I feel like I can't keep up. I can't do all the things I want to do. Lucy, no matter what - even if I don't get all the cute pictures taken, or the crafts done, or the house cleaned - it's because I am just trying to soak up as much of you as I can. It's because when you come in the door with your Daddy after work, I just want to hug and squeeze and breathe you. It's because in the morning I push the call of the alarm to the very last second so that I can stare at your sleeping beauty a little longer, or that I can hold you a few minutes more, or that I can just enjoy watching you wake up. You are so loved - really by everyone. We are always having strangers come up and talk to you, your grandparents, great grandparents, aunts and uncles, and most of all - your Daddy and I.
My favorite part of May has been the walks we take at night. Daddy or I strap you onto our backs or if you seem sleepy, onto our chest. We get Ellie on her leash, and we walk to the park. I love to see you discover and check things out. You love to look around at everything, especially any other kids, with this quizzical look that has become so "typical Lucy". Your eyebrows raised and in knots and then suddenly they give way to a smile and a squeal of delight. You "talk" to us and just enjoy everything. But sometimes you fall asleep, and Daddy and I hold hands as we walk, and I think about this is everything I've ever wanted. And that truly takes my breath away.
xoxo I love you,
Momma
Happy 8th month birthday! I love you so much - it's actually mind blowing.
I'm sitting here in the morning, while you're asleep on your Daddy's chest, and I keep looking at the blank screen trying to figure out all I want to say to you. It's truly hard to put into words.
May flew by. I'm really not sure what happened. We did a lot of traveling - it's starting to be summer and that means our calendar blows up with things to do. We spent Mothers Day with Great Grandma Anne in Indianapolis. It was so much fun to see your GREAT Aunts and Uncles - when I was younger they lived in New Jersey and California, so I am so glad they've moved back to the Midwest. We went and visited Grandma Julie in Iowa, went to your first garage sale, experienced our first family car trouble (a flat tire on the side of a small road out in the cornfields), and the first hints of summer weather with days in the 80s. We went to the cottage in Michigan - cleaned up after a tree fell on the roof, tore down a wall (you're Poppy is a little crazy), and you experienced the beach for the first time. Oh Lucy, I think we're going to have a lot of fun on the beach. You seem to enjoy the feel of sand better than the feel of grass - but you wanted to eat it just as much. You just kept shoveling it into your mouth! Ugh, little girl. I hope someday you'll listen when I tell you not to do things. Your Grammy and I kept trying to keep the sand out of that little mouth, but you are stubborn!
Speaking of putting things in your mouth - you LOVE to eat! You have a whole list of things that you love to try out from blueberries, bananas, and carrots to guacamole and salsa. Sometimes you make funny faces when you try something new, but we've also learned that you like to be funny and make us laugh by making faces - even when eating something you've already tasted. You're a little actress! But still most of the time you prefer to just snuggle up to me and nurse. I'm ok with that, I know it wont last forever and I'll miss that time together.
And if you aren't eating, you're often talking. I'm such a worry wart and asked your Grammy if you should be talking more. The next day you were jabbering up a storm. I'm sure that you're always going to try to prove me wrong, ha ha. From sighs in your sleep to calling out to get our attention, you have found your voice. Most of the time you're making typical baby noises - mamama, bababa - but then again sometimes your "mama" is much more profound and catches my attention differently. You're very ticklish and your laugh just makes us all laugh. And you love to blow raspberries. Just the other day you crawled up to me, looked me square in the face, pursed out that little bottom lip and started blowing raspberries and spraying me in the face. Sometimes, all I can do is just laugh.
You are a girl on the go! If you wake up before me, I often wake up to you ON me. You stand bracing yourself on my shoulder - or face - and bounce up and down, ready to go. You're crawling better and faster by the moment and your ability to pull yourself up and creep along the furniture is leaps and bounds better. You've discovered the fun of chasing Ellie around the house, testing your Daddy and I's ability to "baby proof", and you are discovering new things to play with - like splashing in Ellie's water bowl! You are strong, strong willed, and you know what you want. I'll watch you do something and call out "ah ah ahhh, Lucy no." and you turn your little head to look at me and give me the most mischievous smile. You are starting to really push your limits.
I feel like time is flying by, and I want desperately for everything to just slow down. Sometimes I feel like I can't keep up. I can't do all the things I want to do. Lucy, no matter what - even if I don't get all the cute pictures taken, or the crafts done, or the house cleaned - it's because I am just trying to soak up as much of you as I can. It's because when you come in the door with your Daddy after work, I just want to hug and squeeze and breathe you. It's because in the morning I push the call of the alarm to the very last second so that I can stare at your sleeping beauty a little longer, or that I can hold you a few minutes more, or that I can just enjoy watching you wake up. You are so loved - really by everyone. We are always having strangers come up and talk to you, your grandparents, great grandparents, aunts and uncles, and most of all - your Daddy and I.
My favorite part of May has been the walks we take at night. Daddy or I strap you onto our backs or if you seem sleepy, onto our chest. We get Ellie on her leash, and we walk to the park. I love to see you discover and check things out. You love to look around at everything, especially any other kids, with this quizzical look that has become so "typical Lucy". Your eyebrows raised and in knots and then suddenly they give way to a smile and a squeal of delight. You "talk" to us and just enjoy everything. But sometimes you fall asleep, and Daddy and I hold hands as we walk, and I think about this is everything I've ever wanted. And that truly takes my breath away.
xoxo I love you,
Momma
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