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!

1 comment:

  1. Love everything about this post, Jill. The tongue in the bathwater, hobbes checking out the scene, and august's friendly head scratch. So excited to see maeve looking so cute!
    -heather

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