Sweet girl! We’ve already had eleven months with you! You are such a picture of pure joy to us. Your smile, your excitement, your incredible bubbly laugh when your brother does anything at all (particularly jumping on the bed with him..). You flap your arms wildly when you like something. And you’ve begun to put your hands together to indicate more, which I’ll take any day over the smacking of your highchair tray until all your food is on the ground (and thus, eaten by Maverick). You now eat pouch veggies/fruits (praise God.) but still will only eat pomegranate seeds and butternut squash in it’s pure veggie form.
Up until last week, you slept in your hammock bassinet but you’ve just inherited big brothers old sleep suit and are now sleeping flat in your crib.. well, more like a starfish given that sleep suit (it’s seriously magic.. makes bedtime such a breeze!). You are, at times, my extra appendage, but I know that is fleeting, so for now I’ll keep you on my hip!
Oh! And I can’t forget that you love to twirl your hair while sucking your fingers during naptime and bedtime. For awhile there, you compuslively would grab strands of my hair and tug (nay, rip.) while you stick them in your mouth. It’s caused a few late night struggles between us.. But now that your hair is longer, you are happy twirling your own. Heh. We love you Kate..
Kate at ten months. What could I say about your little personality, Kate.. you are simply lovely to us! Here are a few favorites.
You hug so wholeheartedly! Every time we’re away for a little stretch, you squeeze our faces and necks with force, and you’d stay in the cheek to cheek position for however long you please.
I can barely get you to eat fruits and veggies! The Californian in all of us feels conflicted about this. We’re going to need to keep up the smoothies for you because currently you dislike: pears, bananas, apples, oranges, peas, edamame and you let butternut squash hang out in your cheeks for nearly only a half second. You do like every grain known to humankind: quinoa, oats, basmati, brown rice, sprouted grain toast, crackers, etc. Luke told me the other day that we should do some fruit picking for the family but that for Kate, we’d need to pick rice.
You are the most graceful crawler and scooter! I love that you go at your own pace and are so thoughtful and cautious about where you go.
You also kiss your baby friends. Wide open mouth and everything.
You love your big brother and nothing gets a bigger belly laugh than jumping on the bed with him. And he is, for the most part, gentle..
Hello! Well. Although I’m nine months late to this, my recollection of this incredible day does not grow dim. This girl. Our Kate. Born on a rainy Saturday morning in January.
My feelings toward birth this time around were on a whole, a lot less stressful. Maybe because our we had enough to worry about in our lives at the time? Most likely yes. But across the board, all I wanted was an anxiety, stress, tension free birth. That’s sort of a tall order when you write it out like that–sorry Kate! So stress-free meant that for the first seven months, all I considered in regard to this birth is that James and I would be present. I didn’t really think about too much past that, except signing off on the VBAC agreement and pinning a few hospital bag ideas.