Wednesday, January 20, 2016

My Little Baby Growing Up

Wow, it has been a loooong time since I posted anything here. I wanted to use this blog as a journal to capture all those precious memories which fades so fast, but just as I wanted to complete the whole "My First Year" book, open an e-mail address and send notes and messages to my daughter, make hand- and footprints.. I just cannot seem to find the time to sit down and do those things. Being a mother is time consuming and hard work! And for me as a passive person, who is quite lazy and also takes such a long time to get things done I think it might be a bit harder. I had a lot of adjusting to do. So things like blogging, scrap-booking, reading, combing my hair and brushing my teeth everyday are on the back-burner for now!

And in the meantime my little baby is growing up and has now become an independent toddler. I look at her and stand amazed at how she developed and changed. I think my biggest fear was how I will be able to teach my daughter everything she must learn in life. How will I get her to sit, crawl, to stand, to WALK?? To eat, hold a cup, understand language and talk. But it all just comes naturally. One day she was still laying flat on her back and almost before I realised she could sit up all by herself. Then she started moving about and one day she crawled down the passageway. Next she started standing and then I got to see her take her first steps. And then she walked. She is still mastering the art but is moving around pretty fast and dandy. And so with everything else, slowly but surely she gets it right.

Then with each day my heart grows with love for this little person. She is all that I dreamed of and completely perfect for me. I just hope that I can hang on to all the memories and enjoy every moment with her to the fullest. Because time really waits for no one. 

Thursday, March 12, 2015

A Letter To My 6 Month Old

Dear Peanut,

It has been 6 months since you took your first breath - and took mine away. I loved you since before you were born, before you were even made. I longed for you for years, but those are now only a distant memory. I cannot clearly remember my life without you in it. I am in awe of you. A perfect little girl. Your father and I would stare at you sometimes and say: "We have made this ". We are aware and thankful that you have been given to us. That we are entrusted to love you, raise you, teach you and help you to become the greatest person that you are capable of.

There are so many things that I wish I could save little pieces of to always treasure. Everybody agreed that you had the most beautiful newborn cry. We did not hear it a lot but it melted our hearts. Now you have a big baby cry. How your fingers and toes were once all curled up and stiff, now you take things from me and hold them, your toes wriggles when daddy tickles you. How I was able to hold you sleeping in my one arm, now I need both and even that is an art. All the clothes and cute outfits that I needed to pack away because you grew out of them. How you went from laying to sitting, and soon will be crawling, walking and running.

You are such a cute little character. Smiling the biggest gummy smiles, squinting your eyes and peeking through your beautiful long lashes. "Talking" and entertaining us, blowing raspberries and being funny. Flapping your arms and legs up and down - making "snow angels" on the bed. Staring at pretty colours with your mouth wide open in amazement.

You are for the most part a happy, content little girl. You do get fussy after a long day and will cry while I walk and rock you until my back feels like breaking. But you will eventually fall asleep on my shoulder, your breath in my neck. I will not pass up the feeling of you sleeping in my arms for anything in the world.

I love the way you adore your dad and that you show me what a wonderful father he is. Your face lights up when you see him and you always responds to the sound of his voice. He makes you giggle without much effort and he is so proud of you. He also takes great care of you, feeding, changing nappies, bathing and dressing you. I love him even more for loving you so much.

I am so glad that I am your mother. That I can share your life and get to know the special little soul that you are. That I can see you grow and develop. That I get to love you a little more every day - if that is at all possible. I promise that I will always do the best I can and be the mother that you deserve.

Love you always


Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Thoughtful Tuesday

Motherhood has taught me that your heart can be very proud and break a little bit - all at the same time. 

I look at every new little thing that our baby girl is accomplishing and while feeling so proud of her, my heart breaks at the fact that she past a stage and is growing up. Only four and a half months old and I've already "lost" my newborn baby. I can now only treasure and remember past moments as she develops and grows. I will make a mental note to never wish the time away and live consciously every day.