Category Archives: Baby talk

My girls are all growing up, even if I don’t acknowledge it

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It just can’t be. I have put off writing these posts, somehow believing that if I don’t write about how my children are getting older, they will stop. It is painful, my chest is squeezing/ -34
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will do it, or how much I will cry. But I must write about all these lovely girls. First, I will actually publish the writing I did about Katy and Lola turning one. Then I will write about Ellie Mae. It’s going to be rough, folks.

9/30/2012

9/30/2012 Ellie, Katy in the middle and Lola

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Katy and Lola, 4 Months

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Lola on the left, Katy on the right (probably)

Can you believe they’re already four months old? Or that it has only been four months. Which is more incredible? When they were born they were only tiny little handfuls and now they are getting difficult to hold onto 2 at a time.

Very first baby picture - Lola, frothing at the mouth, Katy not yet into the world!

They have come so far in these four months, it’s a shame I haven’t gotten around to writing about them until now.  They have absolutely dazzling smiles with cheek dimples and double chins and raised eyebrows.  As they smile they often initiate a conversation, little buzzes in the throat and ahs and oohs.  I noticed their first smiles within a day of each other when they were 7 weeks old, which was only about 2 weeks gestational age!

6 Weeks

They play with their tongues a lot, seeming to taste the air with them.  I love to see their tongues curling up into their mouths as they smile, sticking out to taste the world and getting ready to curl around when they nurse.  They have the cutest little mouths and when they cry, they stick out their bottom lip far enough to park a small car.

4 Weeks

When they are playing on their backs or getting their diaper changed, they energetically flex and straighten their legs.  When they stretch out their arms, they barely reach higher than the top of their heads.

5 Weeks

They have just started to look at each other and I caught Lola smiling at Katy a few days ago (Katy was looking elsewhere).  They have flipped both from front to back and back to front, but so far don’t reliably do either.  They are playing with toys, if you count looking at and batting with hands playing.  Their favorite inanimate object is the monitor (which hums and slightly flashes its lights) next to the changing table, which they look at immediately and smile and coo at.

4 Weeks

They lost most of their newborn inch long blond hair and have grown back a new centimeter of the same light color.  Light enough that they are called bald by passersby.  Their big eyes have lightened to a fairly bluish tint, which is pretty close to Ellie’s at this age.  They have lost some of their milia, but still have some of the white freckles here and there.  They have very soft and fair skin.  It’s delectably kissable.  Their baby cheeks and fuzzy heads feel like heaven up next to me.

5 Weeks

As I write this they have nursed to sleep and are now sitting up in my arms, curled together with their heads within reach of kisses. And their blond eyelashes against their cheeks and their soft breathing in my ears.  How lucky I am!

3 months - Welcome to the Jungle

Pottie

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Hanging out in the backyard 9/28/10

Ellie has been running around the house in the mornings and afternoons with her bottom free to the breeze.  She makes it to the potty almost every time.  It’s funny to see how her mind works.  She’ll just be in the middle of a conversation with us about cooking or Mr Potatohead and then says, “pottie” and runs to the bathroom.  Amazing!  So today’s experiment is putting some pants on, but no diaper.  I’ll update as the news comes in…

So, as I suspected she’d do, she came to me a half an hour later saying pottie and looking down at her wet pants.  No big deal, we’ll try again another day.  We’ve been too busy the past few days fighting her raging fever to think about where she’s peeing.

24 Months

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10/1/10

8/17/10

Nope, Ellie’s not 2 years old. Only 24 months and that’s still just a little baby, right? Jesse and I were discussing last night how bittersweet her ever-increasing age is. Every new and amazing think she learns leaves behind a previously amazing and adorable milestone. I just can’t believe she’s grown up this much in so little time.

Ellie and a grizzly at the zoo 8/19/10

Shirt reads, "I'm with stupid" 9/15/10

Little Ellie Mae has quickly become an excellent communicator, though it helps to know her language. In addition to many recognizable words, she says “Hoh” to mean “yes”, “deedleedle” to mean dirty, and “no” to mean “more”. I know these words will change and I almost can’t stand it. She whipped out “Popo” for purple in the bathtub last night with absolutely no preamble. She now strings words up into goofy sentences that still only follow her own grammar rules.

Trying to beat Daddy 9/17/10

Trying to beat Daddy 9/17/10

Sushi 10/1/10

She loves to cook with me in the kitchen and often before I even know I’ve mentioned cooking, she’ll be going to the closet to get her stool to help up at the counter. We all made sushi together a few weeks ago, and she made such a lovely mess on the table with Jesse, also eating an enormous amount of sushi rice and avocado. Avocados are a favorite of hers, as well as berries, ice cream, beans and jerky.

Spicy salsa 9/26/10

Smile! 9/21/10

Ellie Lu wants all her shirts to have “hats” (hoods), going so far as to yank at the back neckline of all her shirts. She also yanks at Jesse and my shirts to try to get them up over our heads. When we all, as a family, have hoods on, she’s extremely proud and marches off, holding our hands.

9/26/10

9/17/10

She’s constantly taking on and off her shoes and socks, going for the craziest combinations. I have, more than once, gotten out and about only to realize she is wearing two different socks and two different shoes. She also wants to dress and diaper her babies (dolls, stuffed animals, tiny plastic figurines), as well as wanting to nurse them. When she’s done, she passes them to me to nurse as well.

Wet 9/28/10

She still loves to dance, but it has become a spastic, almost dangerous movement. She twists, bops, and jerks her little body around and into things. She also danced right off the coffee table a few weeks ago and after crying for a bit, insisted on climbing back up again.

Raspberries 9/16/10

She loves to get into the shower with us, but is scared of the spray. She mostly end up standing in there and shivering and keeping up her end of the conversation. At the mention of a bath or shower, she starts tugging at her clothes and undressing.

Birthday Cake 10/7/10

Birthday Present 10/7/10

I’ve decided that modesty need only apply to myself and therefore, can tell you how stunningly gorgeous Elena Mae is. Her hair has darkened to a very light brown underneath with golden blond streaks on top. Her skin is perfection, the softest thing I have ever touched. Her eyes are the same dark green hazel as they were a year ago. She loves to give us kisses with her rosebud mouth and snakes her little arm around my neck to hold on to me and give me hugs. Her little hugable body is soft in the belly and skinny down the legs.

9/15/10

She is everything right, everything good and everything we could have ever hoped for. And more.

12 Months

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10/7/09 Happy Birthday Sweet Face!

10/7/09 Happy Birthday Sweet Face!

This is it. I have to somehow write an ode that is worthy of the anniversary of Ellie’s birth. It’s so wonderful to have these chronicles of Ellie’s development, but every time I sit down to write one, I wonder how I can possibly try to get my clumsy words to capture her essence. Here goes.

9/23/09

9/23/09

She has become quite a handful. She makes her opinion known with a loud squawk, whether she’s mad about going inside, sitting still for a diaper change, or being told not to investigate the garbage. She’s perfected the limp noodle body to keep from being picked up, and the fast retreat when we’re trying to take away an item she shouldn’t be playing with.

10/1/09 (Can is empty, of course)

10/1/09 (Can is empty, of course)

10/4/09 Naptime

10/4/09 Naptime

But as increasingly opinionated as she is, she is even more increasingly sweet. She now hugs us with as much of a reach as her little arms have and rests her head on our shoulder. She reaches up to be held and holds on like a monkey when she doesn’t want to go down. She loves to sit in my arms and watch me baking, refusing to go down until I’m done. She hates it when either of us leaves the house or goes in a room and closes the door.

10/7/09 Carrots I was grating for her cake

10/7/09 Carrots I was grating for her cake

10/7/09

10/7/09

She loves peek-a-boo and (as Jesse said a few days ago) will play it as a dog plays fetch, basically until we’ve had enough. She still loves to play with books best of all, but as a second favorite past-time, she can take everything out of the cupboards. She has started dancing anytime she hears music. It’s a dainty, arrhythmic knee bounce with her arms bent at the elbow and her hands flopping up and down. It’s quite possibly the cutest thing I have ever seen. The other cutest thing is her little pointer finger, now extended in every direction. She especially loves pointing at noses.

10/7/09 Birthday cake!

10/7/09 Birthday cake!

10/8/09

10/8/09

She can run on her little feet, though they sometimes still get a little ahead or behind her. She can climb up on the couch and occasionally get back down safely. Her talking has changed from repetitive babbling (dadada) to what is obviously her own little language. Jesse’s pretty sure she calls him Dada, Dad is certain he was called Grandpa (anda) and I think she may be saying “that” (dah), but I’m not sure about any of it yet. She seems to learn everything so quickly now. She sees Grandpa comb his hair, then when handed the comb, reaches up to comb the hair as well.

10/8/09

10/8/09

10/8/09

10/8/09

She is only ever more beautiful. Her hair is long enough to start curling in back and still golden blond. Her eyes are a deep emerald green, a seemingly impossible color for eyes. She has three teeth and seems in no hurry to get any more. She still has a delicate double chin that I would hate to see go. She is longer and leaner the older she gets and I’m stunned sometimes to see the length of her now, though it’s still a length that is small for her age.

10/8/09

10/8/09

She hates to be told “no” and scrinches up her eyes and whines. We’ve decided to stop using “no” and instead save it for situations where we really mean it. I find myself saying “oops” and “uh oh” (don’t get into that, don’t eat that, please don’t climb that, etc).

10/11/09

10/11/09

She loves to be chased and tickled and hugged and danced around the room. She loves to go outside and watch the big kids. She’s stopped trying to eat the bark chips and instead carries them around in her fists. She loves meeting new people and charms them with her shy smile. She has so much personality for such a little thing.

10/8/09

10/8/09

Today

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As the day has gone by, I find myself savoring again each moment from a year ago:

5am: At this time last year, my water broke (Ellie woke up this morning at 4:30 and took an hour to go back to sleep so we were both awake and grumpy for this momentous hour).

8am: This is when I put a towel under my feet and did the dishes

10am: This is when we went to the hospital

11am: This is when we left the hospital

1pm: This is when I realized that I was really having contractions and Jesse called Mom

4pm: This is when we went to the hospital

6:55pm: This is when I met Elena Mae!

8pm: but this is when we chose her name!

Ellie’s monthly to come later…

11 Months

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8/27/09

8/27/09


Oh, wow. It’s almost been a year since the craziest day of my life (though it competes (crazy-wise) with that day when I was in Africa and I joined a group of guys going out to choose a sacrificial bull to honor the grandmother that had died the night before and the Land Rover died out in the middle of the sandy-scrubby nowhere and, oh yeah, my flight out of The Gambia was that afternoon. But, obviously, that’s another story).

8/27/09

8/27/09

Ellie is on her way to being a little person now. She toddles all over, sure-footed but still tumbling sometimes. It’s amazing that before they can talk babies can manage to balance on these goofy feet we have. She takes cute little steps, almost like she’s just leaning forward and catching herself from falling each time. She still mostly walks with her hands held out in front of her like a zombie, unless she’s holding a toy, and then she often walks while holding it aloft above her head triumphantly, like she’s hoping for applause.

8/29/09

8/29/09

Her babbling is sounding closer to talking, she doesn’t just repeat the da’s, ma’s, ba’s, ya’s and ga’s. She sometimes examines a toy making spitty th’s and playing with the different sounds her tongue can make. She repeats after us, “mamamama” and when I flutter my lips (do you know what I mean by this? Spitting/fluttering/ththtbbt-ing?), she says “aaaaaaaaa” and moves her hand up and down over her lips to make her own version. She also communicates with her eyebrows. As she smiles, questions, laughs, grumps and squakes, she uses her eyebrows. She is just so very, very cute.

8/12/09 dirty girl (from licking the screen door)

8/12/09 dirty girl (from licking the screen door)

She seems to have grown 3 inches in the last 2 months, but I’m sure that can’t be. Her eyes have become a translucent green, the color a shade darker than my own. Her hair remains blond, but with the potential to darken without sun and curls up a little in back. Her skin is still soft, dewy perfection and is delicious to tickle and monch. She has a sweet little jiggly belly, and, a new acquisition, love handles! She has two bottom teeth and the top ones are visible under her gums.

8/17/09

8/17/09

She is so, so sweet and mild. She is so much fun! Jesse asked me recently, “Did you know it would be this fun?”

9/14/09 reading

9/14/09 reading