Thursday, February 28, 2013

maeve's sound...


maeve you make this adorable and yet painfully sad noise sometimes when you get startled and wake up.  your eyes open wide, you look around, and then you start making this noise.  it isn't a cry.  it is just the sound eh repeated quickly.  there is not much sound, but lots of air behind it...like the "p" sound at the start of the word paper.

eh. eh. eh. eh. eh.

it isn't your regular noise or your regular cry, but i imagine that if there were a thousand babies in one place, that i'd be able to find you if you were making this sound.  it is one of the things that you will outgrow, but that is burned into my heart.

i'm here typing and thinking about motherhood...and crying.  the happiest of tears.  i just wiped my face with my t-shirt and realized this is the shirt i was wearing during part of labor...you know before the clothes came off:)  it's an old school blue t-shirt with a drawing of a lighthouse that says pemaquid point and maine on it.  it sounds hideous by description, but i assure you...it's not. i bought it during college at a thrift store in amherst, mass...long before your dad and i remet, long before our ties to pemaquid, long before i became your mama.  now it's the shirt that i will never look at in the same way.

and it just occurred to me that this was the shirt that i was wearing the day we first met hobbes...seen here (can you believe that is hobbes?).

life is strange and wonderfully special, isn't it?

photo by christina wnek

warning...

cute baby overload! my dear friend christina took these photos of maeve at the end of january and i adore adore adore them.  i think she did a fantastic job capturing maeve's various expressions.  i still look at these and can't believe this is our baby.  i never really believed people when they said you'll find a new normal...but it is true.  after maeve was born it felt hard to imagine ever feeling like myself again...whatever that means.  but now it seems just as normal as can be that we have bottle of milk in our fridge, a baby sleeping next to our bed in a little co-sleeper, and this little lady in our life.  ok enough talking...here are just some of the pictures.

nudey booty...
 our favorite jambes...
baby blue eyes...
a sweet smile and chubby cheeks...
thank you christina.  these photos mean the world to me.  oh miss maeve...you are something else.

Monday, February 25, 2013

at fifteen weeks...

at fifteen weeks miss maeve you are something else.  wonderful, curious, talkative, and full of smiles.  in my first week of being fully back at work in the office you were a rockstar.  my phone is filled with texts and picture messages from your caregivers of you during your day.  this is what keeps me going...knowing you are in loving hands during the day.  here are a few of my favorites that were sent this week...

you and august...joanna says you are like an old couple, holding hands and not saying much...
this picture was sent with the text "hello from the pacifier gang"...
just chilling with your guard dog...
working on your laugh...

at fifteen weeks you are a happy girl...

at fifteen weeks this goes down as the best photo...because your buddy is literally spitting up on you in this photo...
but nothing a little towel and clean up can't make better!
 
and speaking of messes, i went to fill a bottle for you this week and forgot to screw the bottom on.  aye...a tired mama.
at fifteen weeks you got together with the girls for nina's birthday...
in the photo above we have babies born on (from left to right) on october 5, november 4, november 5, and october 4), which is amazing!  we are blessed as mamas to have met one another.
 
the best part of surprising nina for her birthday was that this is how she learned that there were more folks there to celebrate her when she walked in...
miss maeve and the ladies...

at fifteen weeks you slept so well.  at fifteen weeks you have so much to say...i could listen to you babble all day.  at fifteen weeks you little nose was running and your head was covered with coconut oil often.  at fifteen weeks i pulled you into bed in the morning and just stared at you as you slept.  at one point you opened your eyes, looked right at me, smiled, and then went back to sleep. there really aren't words.

at fifteen weeks, and as i write this, we spent our first night apart from one another. you made it okay to leave because when i was saying goodbye you were just so happy that i couldn't be too sad.  the special part of being away is that last year when i left for this same work trip it was the day that i found out that i was pregnant...that was you maeve...even then.  when we found out i took the test and i ran back to share the great news with your dad.  were were so excited.  we jumped up and down and hugged and laughed...and then i had to leave on a work trip.  you were my little secret.  and here i am today in d.c. and here you are alive and growing in this world.  what a year.  what a wonderful year.

xo.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

happy birthday...


happy birthday popsie!
xoxo, maeve

Monday, February 18, 2013

at fourteen weeks...

at fourteen weeks you are as sweet as can be.  you are either happy happy or looking worried/concerned...or crying if you are hungry. this was your first week in care, while i went back to work.  you spent your time with rachael and august...
the two of you got lots of fresh air in your strollers and you did really well in care...those days were the longest i'd been away from you.  
being back at work was easier than i thought, because it was fun to see so many people and to be doing something different.  but as i type this now i can tell that this next week at work is going to be tougher.  

at fourteen weeks you love looking at your hands.  you love putting your hands and bib in your mouth. you are still as talkative as ever.  you are in all kinds of new clothes, that you are seemingly already outgrowing.  your eyes are a gorgeous blue...shimmery and shiny.
at fourteen weeks you got your first cold, which was sad to see...you were still so happy, but coughing, sneezing, snotting, and your eyes were tearing.  we took you to the doctor and bought a humidifier.  we cuddled lots and nursed often.
at fourteen weeks you and dad made brownies, you faced out in the carrier, and you wore your bib from ida and gary.  at fourteen weeks our dryer broke...it's been doing lots of laundry!
at fourteen weeks you are more interested in toys, rattles, and things to chew on.  your hair is growing out.  at fourteen weeks you got your hand free from your swaddled and worked it out of the second layer, too.  your scratched your head in a bunch of places with those sharp fingernails of yours...we trimmed your nails and swaddle you even tighter now.
at fourteen weeks we had a visit from the bliss family.  you and nami spent time reading, looking at each other, and hanging out.

at fourteen weeks you spent a day with nana.  it was a gorgeous day that felt warm at 45.  the two of you were in portland and you walked miles along the eastern promenade.  

maeve, you are loved.  xo.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

maeve wants to know...

will you be her valentine?

photo by christina wnek

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

hobbes recently...


hobbes you are a love.  you bark outside a lot, but i'm okay with that since you've been so so so good with maeve.  you want to be close to her, but know that you can't be too close.  i found you sleeping in her book nook the other night...nestled amongst the pillows, snoring away.

you've been needing some extra love, so you aren't afraid to come over and let us know...or push your way through our legs when we are in the kitchen...
the big blizzard brought almost too much snow for you to handle.  you helped us shovel, got stuck in a few snow banks, and often look at me with the expression that says "really...do i have to?" when i open the door to let you outside.  you came in the other day and it looked liked you'd walked under a flour sifter...
i will miss being with you all day.  i'll miss your bark letting me know the mailman is here...and at our neighbors when he comes back up the street.  i'll miss your interactions with maeve.  but don't you worry buddy, we'll still be hitting the trails!

Sunday, February 10, 2013

at thirteen weeks...

at thirteen weeks you discovered that you had hands, which was silly to watch.  you are putting everything in your mouth.  you are talking away.  i love when i read to you because you talk almost the entire time.  i wonder what you are saying!

at thirteen weeks we played a lot...upstairs, with toys, with hobbes, on our bellies, and under the activity mat...
you also got together with friends.  these babies and these mamas (along with a few others not pictured) have been our lifeline these past three months.  i hope they will be in our life for a long long time.  i hope that years from now we'll make you all lay next to each other on the floor and take photos like this...
at thirteen weeks you seem big.  you in fact are still so small, but you've nearly double in size since you were born.  you weight 12 pounds, 7 ounces.  when i see you standing up i can't help but smile...
we've been playing in your room more.  i hope that you will grow to love this space.  to read hundreds of books, to sleep restful nights, to play with hobbes and friends in your book nook.
at thirteen weeks we watched from inside as dad tried to clear the feet of snow from our driveway.  we laughed a little at him all covered in snow, then we called the neighbors to see if they could come be with you while i went out to help.  pregnancy did a number on my ab muscles...shoveling reminded me of this quite quickly:) ...
at thirteen weeks you finally fit into the onesie that uncle mike sent you with dad's face on it.  it must have been all those chocolate chip cookies that we ate this week...
we spent lots of time cozy inside this week.  we sung songs.  we babbled back and forth to each other.  we got ready to send me back to work, which hurts to even type...and is something that i won't ever be ready for.  i could live here in this space with you for a lifetime.  the greatest three months.  it was so hard at first, but that quickly changed into just pure fun and awesomeness!  i will carry the memory of this time, the past three months, with me for as long as i live.  maternity leave rocked...plain and simple.  

you know what else rocks?  yup...miss maeve!

Thursday, February 7, 2013

thursday morning...

i want to hold this morning forever.  i brought maeve into our bed around 8.  for the past 92 minutes she's slept next to me.  now she's across my lap...slowly waking, groaning, and stretching...and falling in and out of sleep.  just a handful of her super-long baby eyelashes remain.  her little forehead is dry and in need of some love.

i just looked down and a few tears that have slowly been working their way down my cheeks are in perfectly round drops on her polar fleece sleep sack.  to know that in four days our lazy and cuddly mornings, our long mid-day walks with hobbes, our unstructured time, and our hours and hours together will be different is just a little heartbreaking.

hobbes just whined downstairs letting us know he needs to go out, pulling us up and out of bed...to savor these last days together in this special bubble of a place we've lived in for the the past three months.


Monday, February 4, 2013

at twelve weeks...


at twelve weeks your cheeks are growing, you are the cutest little thing i've ever seen.  during this week we reached 100+ ounces of frozen milk, which is a huge victory.  we did 6 days of just us (with help from friends and family) while dad got some time skiing with his college buddies.
you sat in your bumbo seat, you met bryce and kelly, you slept a few full nights and now sleep in your crib, you took hobbes on lots of walks, and you spent lots of time with christina and amelia.
you are making new noises...higher pitched noises.   when we put you on your back you pull your legs up, you recognize voices and faces, you are starting to notice hobbes more and more (hard not to when he's always coming over for kisses), you had your first non-family babysitters when neighbors joanna and isabelle came over while i went for a jog with mr. hobbes.
you don't seem to like naps much and are very happy during the day, you were a chatty lady at yoga class this week, and you love it when we sing little songs.  you do this little face/chin thing when you wake up each morning after i bring you into my bed for cuddles...


sweet maeve, i woke up this morning with a terrible sense of nooooooo, for this is my last week of maternity leave.  we will spend our next seven days together, with probably a few teary moments, but mainly with all the good things we've been doing over these past twelve weeks.  you make my world.  these have been some of the hardest, but surely the best twelve weeks i've ever had.  xo.
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