Sunday, March 31, 2013

at twenty(!) weeks...

oh week twenty, you brought us a bigger, more talkative, more tongue and hand focused baby than we've ever had before.  at twenty weeks you have me wondering how i'll be able to hold your sweetness without wanting to either burst into tears or squeeze you too hard.  i mean look at you!

at twenty weeks you celebrated your first easter.  it was technically your second, as this was the week last year that we told our families that we were pregnant with a little baby.  wow. what a difference a year makes.  here you are with everyone at the start line...
you embraced easter fully and let dad strap you on his chest for the egg hunt...
you two ran around and gathered eggs...a pink and green explosion of love (an and amazing easter basket, too)...
you hung out with your friends caroline and lila.  in fact, the outfit you are wearing has been worn by both of these kiddos...
after all the celebration you gazed up at popsie for a long time...
 at twenty weeks your sleep has ranged from great to a little rocky, but either way you are looking very big in your sleeper and in that outfit...
at twenty weeks you gave us this expression.  i see lots of uncle ian in this one...and a little sassiness, too...
at twenty weeks you started rolling to your side.  when you roll back onto your back you look up a bit surprised...
at twenty weeks we made word of the day stones for a special someone in your life.  i've already thought of at least ten other people we want to give them to...so we will!
 at twenty weeks you met jana and got lots of cuddles...
and you got your first pair of toms...oh my.  these are too much...
at twenty weeks your eyes seem wide in wonder, as you try to take it all in.  i wish i could be in your brain right now as you start making connections and experimenting to figure things out...
at twenty weeks i took friday off from work to spend the day with you and jana.  we had a delicious lunch at frontier cafe in brunswick.  this picture is blurry, but i love it just the same.  this is love...this is us...
at twenty weeks it was spring, with lots of days in the 50s.  we took lots of walks.  i'm so excited to hit the roads and trails with you this summer. loving this picture of us on the walk to little john...
oh and this photo of you, dad, ian, megan, and hobbes makes me so happy.  i could walk in that field with all of you for hours on end...laughing and taking it all in...
at twenty weeks i was finally able to capture your super-long eyelash in a photo.  oh and those cheeks and that button nose...
i love writing these weekly posts.  they give me a way to think about all that we have done...and all that has changed.  writing them always make me a little choked up. i feel this tug of wanting to press pause and live with you in this space for always and giddy thinking about watching you grow more and more into who you are.  my throat feels tight at the thought of time, as it did before you arrived...but now it somehow seems more real, more measurable, more important.  

maeve, i love you.  may you know this and feel this always.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

at nineteen weeks...

at nineteen weeks you are a different person...literally changing every day.  i love thinking about what is going on in your mind...and what all those babbles mean.  at nineteen weeks you got together with your friends...and so the moms put you in another baby pinwheel and took all kinds of pictures.  your tongue was hanging out, which seems to be a theme this week.  see...
at nineteen weeks we had to have your allergy test, which was pretty sad.  poor dad, he took you in and you didn't like it. they poked and prodded and drew all over you...
the results came back that you have some allergies:  peanuts and dogs!  so we are still at our baths (in the bucket)...
 and we got mr. hobbes a haircut and let him know he can't get too close...
at nineteen weeks you got to model some new baby gear from my office.  you weren't that into it!
you enjoyed modeling your "i'm late for business" onesie from jedd much better...
 at nineteen weeks you still get a little time alone in the middle of our bed while we get ready for work. you are so rosy and cuddly when we wake you up.
and speaking of sleeping...we took this photo of you while you were napping on dad.  we both looked down and thought "holy crap...she's so big!" and you are...you are growing and healthy and changing!
 
and now a few pictures from daycare...
 you love your time with august...and he loves gnawing on you...
 you wore sunglasses for the first time (i can't look at this without smiling back at you)...
 you went out for some adventures all bundled up...
just hanging out...
and here you are wearing amelia's snowsuit because we got a bunch of snow this week...
at nineteen weeks it's amazing to be your parent.  on saturday evening dad and i sat on the couch, while you were asleep upstairs, and looked at all the pictures on his phone from the day you were born until now.  i couldn't believe it.  we laughed, reminisced, sometimes wondered was that really you, and felt so lucky.  i couldn't look without my eyes welling up...for miss maeve you are just love.  you literally take my breath away in random moments...leaving a lump in my throat and my eyes blurry.

at nineteen weeks you brought us so much love, that we did the only fair thing...were smothered it back on you in the form of kisses and cuddles.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

at eighteen weeks...

at eighteen weeks we took lots and lots of baths, as a way to treat your eczema...which flared up this week.  we do two baths a day, where you are submerged for twenty minutes and then grease you up with all kinds of medicated creams.  i'd been doing it in the big tub, but then i figured out a better situation.  exhibit a:
the mop bucket in the kitchen sink is the best and little maeve you love it!  half of the sink adorable baby, the other half dirty bottles and pump parts...
at eighteen weeks you had your first real laugh in response to something funny that i did.  we were at the doctor's office waiting on the table.  we were playing and then there it was...a silly little giggle.  this was the photo i took just after it happened...you didn't do the full laugh again for a few days.
 at eighteen weeks we spent most of the week just the two of us (well three with hobbes), as dad was traveling in brazil.  we had fun just us girls, but we were sure glad to have dad home...
at eighteen weeks you and hobbes are buddies.  he comes over to you often to sniff you and give you a lick.  you love to watch him as he walks by, stretches, shakes, and chews his bone.  this week you and i were reading on the floor and he came right over to be with us...
hobbes loves to get right in on the action...
at eighteen weeks you and august had lots of fun together.  i get so many wonderful pictures at work of you on the activity mat...
sleeping on your walk...
 
and getting a head scratch from your buddy, which is sort of amazing because we cover your hands so you can't scratch yourself and august is itching the exact place you always reach for...
at eighteen weeks we took some walks in the woods.  it takes you a little longer to fall asleep when walking now.  you used to be asleep by the time we reached the top of the road and now you want to look around more.  however, soon your breathing slows a bit and you drift off...
at eighteen weeks you seem like you've entered into a new phase.  you are so interested in us, you babble constantly, you follow us around the room with your eyes...watching and taking it all in, you are really grabbing at and holding onto things, you are loving your books, and your head and neck are up so high during tummy time.

at eighteen weeks you have just one super long eyelash left from when you were born.  i love looking down at you and noticing it.  i know that one day i will go to look for it and it will be gone...a thought which instantly gives me a lump in my throat and blurry eyes.  maeve, you are loved!

Thursday, March 14, 2013

the circle of life...

on sunday, march 13, 2012 i blew up an aerobed, pulled it into the big white room, read a book, and slept as the sun came pouring in.  i blogged about it here. i was just a few weeks pregnant at the time.  maeve was there then, albeit in a different and at the time genderless form.

i love the rhythm of life because...

on sunday, march 10, 2013 i rocked in the rocking chair in the big white room, holding my daughter in my arms as she slept and i drifted to and stayed in that place between here and sleep as the sun came pouring in.

while rocking it occurred to me that i hadn't done this since that day 52 weeks ago.

i know what you are thinking...i'm not pregnant ...this has been verified, but isn't life just wonderfully cyclical?



Tuesday, March 12, 2013

life highlights...

the other day i invited my friend emily and her family up for our annual easter egg hunt (it's soon...i'm so excited!).  in her voicemail message saying they were going to come, she said that the egg hunt is on her life highlight reel.

it made me smile and got me thinking.  what will be on my life highlight reel?

well this for sure...

video
and the audio from when maeve was born, and the videos mike made of our wedding, and boating out to our honeymoon spot, the time i sang a solo in my kindergarten concert, running into o in boston, hobbes running in the snow, gah....i could go on forever.

what will be on yours?

Sunday, March 10, 2013

at seventeen weeks...

maeve at seventeen weeks your personality is shining through.  you chatter away...dad says you are going to be a talker...and he wagers you have popsie's energy.  when you smile you look all sady, but you are starting to show a little of the dyer side.  speaking of your dad, this is what i discovered when he got you ready for bed and i asked him to put your lotion on your head...
at seventeen weeks you are more aware of hobbes and love watching him around the house.  he comes upstairs when we are in your room to see what is going on with his lady. this morning he had a sneeze attack and moments later you did, too.
at seventeen weeks you didn't fall asleep immediately when i put you in the carrier for walks.  in fact, you looked around as we trekked through the woods, but eventually you got drowsy from the bouncing.  this week had some warm days (by maine standards) and you got outside often...
you even got outside for a nap...
at seventeen weeks we took you to the art museum.  you were peering out of your carrier and checking things out.  you liked the glass and ceramics cases best...
at seventeen weeks you hung out with elise and you made eye contact and held hands with one another...finally!  apparently the it thing for babies to wear are solid tops, striped pants, and a splash of pink.  so stylish ladies...
at seventeen weeks you had your four month check-up and got some shots.  you've been pretty rashy and your head has been itching a lot.  at the appointment we learned that you are likely reacting aversely to my eating dairy, so i'm dairy-free while we figure things out.

i'm in disbelief that you are four months old...and yet i am in love with your four month old self.  i'm not the only one.  dad and hobbes are crazy about you and our neighbors love to come visit and see what you are up to.  and the grandparents are over the moon with ever photo we send.
you and august continue to have fun together during the day while i am at work.  i get wonderful photos throughout my day....
at seventeen weeks you are on a pretty regular sleep schedule...you go down around 7:30, need to be re-passifiered a few times, but sleep until around 4-6 in the morning.  i bring you into bed, feed you, and then you sleep again.  on sunday afternoon i held you, you fell asleep, and we rocked in the chair in the white room...the sun streaming in.  my favorite moment this week was when i popped my head into our bedroom after taking a shower.  you and dad were both sleeping in the bed.  your eyes were semi-open while you slept. i got closer and smiled at you.  through your sleep you smiled back at me and closed your eyes...bound for more dreams.
as i write this on sunday evening, our friends are at the hospital being induced.  all day i've been thinking about that sunday evening not long ago when we drove to the hospital for the same thing.  i had no idea that when you arrived you'd bring so much love with you...oh and the laugh that you are sharing with us...it's too much.

miss maeve, thank you for being.  you. are. so. very. loved.
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