Sunday, May 12, 2013

at twenty six weeks...

at twenty six weeks we went to west springfield and you met your great-grandma! you are her twelfth great-grand.  and you are the first daughter of a daughter of a daughter.  pretty special. 
you know what else is special?  my grammie reads my blog...at almost 92 years old.  i hope when i am 92 i'm celebrating the things that are familiar and embracing the new.  
hi grammie...we love you!
at twenty six weeks you danced under aunt kim's disco ball in preparation for your visit with great-grammie...
and re-enacted a famous sady family photo...
and aunt eileen took a bunch of sweet photos of you...



 you also met your second cousin, emma...
 
and no proper trip to west springfield is complete without a trip to...

at twenty six weeks, we logged some miles.  after massachusetts, we drove to new harbor to celebrate mother's day and my birthday...
you loved the candles and i made a really good wish...
you got passed around and were the center of the party with those new giggles you let out...
 we showed you the picture of you and nana and great grammie... 
and you couldn't stop staring...
then you and popsie had a meeting of the minds... 
 
this one is blurry, but i just love it...because the moment you were born i remember how skinny your little ankles were...but not anymore...
you got out for a walk with dad in the new ergo...
and here i am doing my impression of you in the car.  what do you think?


at twenty six weeks we were able to get some family photos...

dad at the top...
 cozy on the couch...
and while out for a walk, i took a photo of you and decided it was only fair to turn the camera around and take a photo of me.  here we are on our first mother's day.  you, then me...

 and at twenty six weeks of course you had some good fun with your buddy...
your expressions in this next one are priceless...
you may have co-slept in a co-sleeper (and you also stole august's blankets...you are certainly your mother's daughter)...
 
wilder read you some stories...
 and you followed his lead wearing a tie and getting dressed up...
when i look at this photo i can sort of imagine you as a 75 year old lady in florida on the beach...
at twenty six weeks we had some fun with food, although you mainly look terrified...
you are currently fascinated by the spoon, but not really by the contents...

and this week we let you gnaw on a cob of corn...
 
at twenty six weeks you feel like a real person, which makes it sound like you were something else before...it's not that...it's just that i can really see your personality in this past week.  you seem more grown up and i may regret writing this...but a bit more predictable and able to be understood.  your laugh is something i will love forever and this week you laughed and laughed.

getting to celebrate mother's day in this new way was really special.  this week i had some moments of wondering about the path of parenthood and my mothering style.  i also had many moments that pulled me back on course and reminded me to stand tall in my mama boots...to listen to my gut...and to trust that no one knows the way to raise children...for there isn't one way, there are lots of ways.  there are studies and studies and studies....there are millions of books...there are so many opinions and options.  in the end, i'm learning that i have to honor what i value and believe, as honoring what someone else values for me and wants me to believe doesn't cut it.  

maeve, you are teaching me every single day how to choose love, how to be present, how to be patient, and how to keep it simple.  you are the best mother's day gift.  on the ride home from new harbor, dad and i listened to the audio clip of the moment you were born.  wow.  wow.  wow.  talk about a gift...

2 comments:

  1. Your blog makes me so happy. I look forward to your posts every week. Keep it up, friend!

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  2. Your blog makes me happy to....two things: 1) regarding parenting, I remember telling a friend who was reading a lot of books, which is just fine....but I said to her that it was very possible that you might pick & choose things from a wide variety of sources and that, in the end, she'll come up with the "Ellen and Ryan way of parenting"---my bonne maman (grandmother used to say) that religion was like a fish--you eat the meat and leave the bones and I think that is true of any source of knowledge/information/etc... AND 2) Abe was wondering if Maeve was giving the corn a "rock-a-bye". So sweet.....

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