We are possibly the funniest we will ever be. All we have to do is put Emma's hand in our mouth and make a chomping noise and she giggles with glee. Throwing her in the air and rocking her above our head sends her into hysterics and if we sing hickory dickory dock at the same time, well, we could compete against the best acts from the Montreal Comedy Festival. Blowing raspberries on her belly gets more chuckles than a laughing hyena on laughing gas.
And the biggest joke of all? When we tell her it's time to go to sleep. You can hear her peals of laughter all the way down the street.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
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Moments in time (Anna)
I've heard rumours that Emma won't be a baby forever and that I'll forget what she is like now. Both of those allegations are hard to believe, but enough people have said it for me to take it seriously.
So I want to record small details about my daughter, in the hope that words will be able to conjure up feelings that I never want to forget. So, for today - fingertips.
My daughter has the softest, sweetest pads on the tops of her fingers. She wraps them around our fingers and hands, runs them down our palms when she is feeding or needing cuddles. It's her way of checking in, to see if we're still there. They are soft and tiny, pink and plump, and so, so gentle, unblemished by age or wear. They make my heart melt every time our fingers connect. I want to remember them forever.
In other news, this sweet child grabbed clumps of my hair today with a death-grip and viciously whacked my head several times with her rattle. I felt like a bear being accosted by a caveman. I imagine that this, too, will pass. Otherwise she's going to be very unpopular with her school friends.
So I want to record small details about my daughter, in the hope that words will be able to conjure up feelings that I never want to forget. So, for today - fingertips.
My daughter has the softest, sweetest pads on the tops of her fingers. She wraps them around our fingers and hands, runs them down our palms when she is feeding or needing cuddles. It's her way of checking in, to see if we're still there. They are soft and tiny, pink and plump, and so, so gentle, unblemished by age or wear. They make my heart melt every time our fingers connect. I want to remember them forever.
In other news, this sweet child grabbed clumps of my hair today with a death-grip and viciously whacked my head several times with her rattle. I felt like a bear being accosted by a caveman. I imagine that this, too, will pass. Otherwise she's going to be very unpopular with her school friends.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Happy Five Months, Kiddo! (Anna & Caroline)
Caroline is back at home and recovering. It's been a crazy week. Thanks for everyone's emails and support.
In the meantime, in the middle of all this craziness, Emma casually turned five months old today!
She can now roll over, grab hold of things and babbles away in baby language (we babble back). She can pull herself up to a sitting position and is getting quite strong. She still likes to pull at our noses to see if they come off (they haven't so far but she seems convinced it's only a matter of time). When she needs comforting, she reaches out and pulls an arm towards her, inspects the hand, chooses a finger that looks particularly succulent, turns it over and places it in her mouth to suck on it. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage the human pacifier (I'd prefer to say "dummy, but that word isn't recognized here and it comes across as a little self-deprecating). She puts everything in her mouth (yeugh - not nice to think about) and chews on whatever she can get her hands on. She has had bouts of teething, giving us a clue what we're in for (do babies really need so many teeth? Couldn't they make do with just one or two? And why, after they've grown every organ in their body, is growing teeth so stressful??...) And she's growing out of clothes quicker than we can try them on her. She is, without any bias at all, the cutest, smartest, most wonderful baby in the entire universe :)
What with moving house, new jobs, visits from the grandparents and hospital stays, there are a lot of photos that haven't made it to here over the past few months. So here's a brief voyage through our family collection.
Granny Heath and Grandad (Anna'a parents, Heather and John) came to visit. We were at the barrier at the airport waiting for them and before we knew it, Emma had been swooped away and cuddled in her Grandad's arms. How did he manage that? It was the first of many cuddles, snuggles, play times and general adoration. Very sappy grandparents!
We held a small welcoming ceremony for Emma in early July, on Caroline's birthday. We dressed Emma in the gown Anna wore at her Christening - which was adapted from Heather's hand-sown wedding dress. We had a brief ceremony under "our" tree near English Bay - where we officially got engaged a few years ago - and poured water on her head from the Pacific Ocean, to symbolize all the people in her life who live in different countries.
While Heather and John were here, we moved house - from our small one bedroom apartment to our very own townhouse. We planned it so that John and Heather could "tuck us up" in our new place and it was great to have them here. This is our new house. It's a bit like Dr. Who's tardis - it's bigger inside than it looks from the outside.
We've been spending a lot of time outside as well, especially during the heatwave - going for walks, lounging on the grass and swimming. One day, Emma decided to explore the grass and ended up with dirt all over her sleeper. She was a very grubby, and very happy, baby. A sign of things to come. We were very proud of her.
And here are some other random photos from the last little while.
In the meantime, in the middle of all this craziness, Emma casually turned five months old today!
She can now roll over, grab hold of things and babbles away in baby language (we babble back). She can pull herself up to a sitting position and is getting quite strong. She still likes to pull at our noses to see if they come off (they haven't so far but she seems convinced it's only a matter of time). When she needs comforting, she reaches out and pulls an arm towards her, inspects the hand, chooses a finger that looks particularly succulent, turns it over and places it in her mouth to suck on it. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage the human pacifier (I'd prefer to say "dummy, but that word isn't recognized here and it comes across as a little self-deprecating). She puts everything in her mouth (yeugh - not nice to think about) and chews on whatever she can get her hands on. She has had bouts of teething, giving us a clue what we're in for (do babies really need so many teeth? Couldn't they make do with just one or two? And why, after they've grown every organ in their body, is growing teeth so stressful??...) And she's growing out of clothes quicker than we can try them on her. She is, without any bias at all, the cutest, smartest, most wonderful baby in the entire universe :)
What with moving house, new jobs, visits from the grandparents and hospital stays, there are a lot of photos that haven't made it to here over the past few months. So here's a brief voyage through our family collection.
Granny Heath and Grandad (Anna'a parents, Heather and John) came to visit. We were at the barrier at the airport waiting for them and before we knew it, Emma had been swooped away and cuddled in her Grandad's arms. How did he manage that? It was the first of many cuddles, snuggles, play times and general adoration. Very sappy grandparents!
We held a small welcoming ceremony for Emma in early July, on Caroline's birthday. We dressed Emma in the gown Anna wore at her Christening - which was adapted from Heather's hand-sown wedding dress. We had a brief ceremony under "our" tree near English Bay - where we officially got engaged a few years ago - and poured water on her head from the Pacific Ocean, to symbolize all the people in her life who live in different countries.
While Heather and John were here, we moved house - from our small one bedroom apartment to our very own townhouse. We planned it so that John and Heather could "tuck us up" in our new place and it was great to have them here. This is our new house. It's a bit like Dr. Who's tardis - it's bigger inside than it looks from the outside.
We've been spending a lot of time outside as well, especially during the heatwave - going for walks, lounging on the grass and swimming. One day, Emma decided to explore the grass and ended up with dirt all over her sleeper. She was a very grubby, and very happy, baby. A sign of things to come. We were very proud of her.
And here are some other random photos from the last little while.
Emma. We love you kiddo.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Catharsis (Anna)
Emma and I spent last night at the hospital bunked down in Caroline's hospital room, so we were both pretty exhausted when we got home. After four days of absolutely angelic behaviour in very difficult cirumstances, Emma's response to being back at home? Complete meltdown - the end-of-the-world-is-nigh kind where NOTHING worked. Two hours of high-pitched screaming had us both in tears, while my beautiful daughter stared at me reproachfully for suddenly transforming into a rotten mother who didn't have a clue what she needed (my well-used toolkit of tactics and options apparently being completely misguided). So I cuddled her and told her I had no idea what was wrong but that I was there and would keep cuddling here while I tried to figure it out and repeated to myself that even, or especially, young babies need to break down after stressful events and she was really just doing what I felt like doing (but couldn't, ironically, since I had a baby to look after).
Then, without me doing anything differerent than what I had already tried over and over again, she suddenly turned off the waterworks, curled up in my arms, pulled my finger into her mouth for a good suck and gave me an heart-melting "I-love-you-Mumma" smile before going to sleep.
Then, without me doing anything differerent than what I had already tried over and over again, she suddenly turned off the waterworks, curled up in my arms, pulled my finger into her mouth for a good suck and gave me an heart-melting "I-love-you-Mumma" smile before going to sleep.
Live from the hospital (Anna)
After three days of waiting, C finally had her surgery and is now recovering.
Emma is a huge hit in a hospital where babies are a rarity. All the nurses are making up excuses to come into our room to see her. We are being well-looked after :)
Thanks for everyone's kind thoughts and offers of help. Much appreciated.
Emma is a huge hit in a hospital where babies are a rarity. All the nurses are making up excuses to come into our room to see her. We are being well-looked after :)
Thanks for everyone's kind thoughts and offers of help. Much appreciated.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
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