Eight Great Months
Wow! I find it hard to believe that my little baby is 8 months old already and I only have 4 months to plan her first birthday party. I've always heard people say that life flies by when you have a baby but I don't think it is something you can understand until you have one. I wonder if it is because you have a living, breathing reminder of exactly how much time has passed by. Before I had Averie I never thought, oh it's been 4 months, 3 days since I did ......... But having something as precious and life changing as her kind of makes you keep up with the passage of time.
Anyway, so Averie, what have we been up to the past two months?? Mama has been horrible at blogging lately but now that I am home with you(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I will have more time. We both survived my brief stint of working outside the home. It was horrible and dreadful like I thought it would be but we were both strong and we made it. Dr. Wright said that he thought women were supposed to work and be doing things like weaving and gathering berries (he's a little out there sometimes) but I really can't think of anything being more fulfilling that raising you during this brief second of your life. I know I'm going to look back in a week or two and you'll be turning 5 and going to school or 16 and driving away from me by yourself for the first time. I really, really thank God that I have the opportunity to share this tiny sliver of your life when you are so little and sweet and innocent and growing and changing so much every day. You are an absolute blessing and I am so, so, so grateful I get to have you in my life everyday.
A couple of weeks ago we flew on a big airplane to Florida to see your Aunt Stacey get married. You are such a great traveler. You are happy anywhere we put you and you never have any trouble making yourself at home no matter where you are. You loved the beach and the pool and entertaining everyone you saw. I keep telling your daddy we need to sign you up to be a therapy baby. You have something special about you that makes people stop what they are doing and pay attention to you. We went through the line at J&S the other night and it was like you were the grand marshal of the Macy's Thanksgiving parade as I wheeled you in your high chair. Literally everyone in line stopped me to tell me how adorable you are (like I didn't know). At Stacey's wedding you had all the older people melting like butter when you smiled at them. You crack me up because you will find a target, zero in (staring with your mouth wide open) until they pay attention to you, then you will smile the biggest, drooliest, toothless smile they have ever seen. And should someone try to resist you, you will wave your arms like "Hello, do you not see that I, Averie, am looking at you??" You are so funny sometimes my cheeks hurt from smiling and laughing at you.
You have no fear. You were not afraid of the plane, the ocean, being in the water. OH - you met the chick-fil-a cow last week and were totally fascinated (much to my relief - but that is another story for when you are older). If you drop a toy on the ground you will dive bomb for it and look at us like, "Hope you are holding on!". Stacey's 150 lb. lab who looks like a pony came up and licked you in the face and you laughed at him. You have no fear of strangers, you will let most anyone hold you for at least a second. The only things that scare you are the vacuum and small appliances (the hand mixer, blender, food chopper). You are so strong and are pushing up to stand if one of us is holding you. You FINALLY rolled over and now when I come to get you in the mornings you are on your belly doing pushups. You took a Kindermusik sign and sing class with lots of other babies and loved it. You do great at church, except for prayer time. You think everyone is quiet so they can hear you babble. I worry about leaving you in the nursery every time because I just know you are heartbroken for me and so upset and every time I go get you someone has you cuddled in their lap, chilling out watching Veggie Tales or the bigger kids running around. The past week we have noticed your bottom two teeth under the gum and hopefully they will be making their appearance very soon. For Halloween you were a spider. It was very rainy so we didn't get to take you out and show you off but I took plenty of pictures.
I'm really looking forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas this year. It is so exciting to see everything through your eyes. It is all new and exciting and your quizzical little face and huge blue eyes take every detail in. It is so funny because while you are doing all that I am taking in every detail of you. I want to burn every image of you into my brain so I will have them forever. Maybe that explains the incessant picture taking. I just keep thinking about how lucky I am so have such a healthy, happy child. Even when you are screaming at me I have to laugh, first of all because you look like the short, bald evil man in The Princess Bride, and secondly because there is no other option. You are a baby. That is what babies do. And there are so, so many babies who are NICUs all across the country or who have passed way before their time whose parents never will have a chance to hear their healthy lungs at work. Even when you look at me and scream at the top of your lungs with those huge tears running down your face, I just smile at you and scoop you up and thank God that you are able to do that. You are the greatest present I could ever hope for. I love you baby girl!!!
Anyway, so Averie, what have we been up to the past two months?? Mama has been horrible at blogging lately but now that I am home with you(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I will have more time. We both survived my brief stint of working outside the home. It was horrible and dreadful like I thought it would be but we were both strong and we made it. Dr. Wright said that he thought women were supposed to work and be doing things like weaving and gathering berries (he's a little out there sometimes) but I really can't think of anything being more fulfilling that raising you during this brief second of your life. I know I'm going to look back in a week or two and you'll be turning 5 and going to school or 16 and driving away from me by yourself for the first time. I really, really thank God that I have the opportunity to share this tiny sliver of your life when you are so little and sweet and innocent and growing and changing so much every day. You are an absolute blessing and I am so, so, so grateful I get to have you in my life everyday.
A couple of weeks ago we flew on a big airplane to Florida to see your Aunt Stacey get married. You are such a great traveler. You are happy anywhere we put you and you never have any trouble making yourself at home no matter where you are. You loved the beach and the pool and entertaining everyone you saw. I keep telling your daddy we need to sign you up to be a therapy baby. You have something special about you that makes people stop what they are doing and pay attention to you. We went through the line at J&S the other night and it was like you were the grand marshal of the Macy's Thanksgiving parade as I wheeled you in your high chair. Literally everyone in line stopped me to tell me how adorable you are (like I didn't know). At Stacey's wedding you had all the older people melting like butter when you smiled at them. You crack me up because you will find a target, zero in (staring with your mouth wide open) until they pay attention to you, then you will smile the biggest, drooliest, toothless smile they have ever seen. And should someone try to resist you, you will wave your arms like "Hello, do you not see that I, Averie, am looking at you??" You are so funny sometimes my cheeks hurt from smiling and laughing at you.
You have no fear. You were not afraid of the plane, the ocean, being in the water. OH - you met the chick-fil-a cow last week and were totally fascinated (much to my relief - but that is another story for when you are older). If you drop a toy on the ground you will dive bomb for it and look at us like, "Hope you are holding on!". Stacey's 150 lb. lab who looks like a pony came up and licked you in the face and you laughed at him. You have no fear of strangers, you will let most anyone hold you for at least a second. The only things that scare you are the vacuum and small appliances (the hand mixer, blender, food chopper). You are so strong and are pushing up to stand if one of us is holding you. You FINALLY rolled over and now when I come to get you in the mornings you are on your belly doing pushups. You took a Kindermusik sign and sing class with lots of other babies and loved it. You do great at church, except for prayer time. You think everyone is quiet so they can hear you babble. I worry about leaving you in the nursery every time because I just know you are heartbroken for me and so upset and every time I go get you someone has you cuddled in their lap, chilling out watching Veggie Tales or the bigger kids running around. The past week we have noticed your bottom two teeth under the gum and hopefully they will be making their appearance very soon. For Halloween you were a spider. It was very rainy so we didn't get to take you out and show you off but I took plenty of pictures.
I'm really looking forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas this year. It is so exciting to see everything through your eyes. It is all new and exciting and your quizzical little face and huge blue eyes take every detail in. It is so funny because while you are doing all that I am taking in every detail of you. I want to burn every image of you into my brain so I will have them forever. Maybe that explains the incessant picture taking. I just keep thinking about how lucky I am so have such a healthy, happy child. Even when you are screaming at me I have to laugh, first of all because you look like the short, bald evil man in The Princess Bride, and secondly because there is no other option. You are a baby. That is what babies do. And there are so, so many babies who are NICUs all across the country or who have passed way before their time whose parents never will have a chance to hear their healthy lungs at work. Even when you look at me and scream at the top of your lungs with those huge tears running down your face, I just smile at you and scoop you up and thank God that you are able to do that. You are the greatest present I could ever hope for. I love you baby girl!!!
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