Monday, June 3, 2013

at twenty nine weeks...

at twenty nine weeks your eyes look bluer than ever before.  you are stable and sturdy.  you are a raspberry blower.  you love pears, sweet potatoes, prunes, and blueberries.  you giggle and talk almost all the time.  your smiles of recognition are full body smiles.  you love your crinkly book pony tails, eric carle's from head to toe, and the animal sounds in mes animaux.  you heard a ukelele for the first time in person...and you were so interested.  your calves and thighs are luscious.

your nails grow so fast...a measurable and weekly reminder of change and growth.

and speaking of hands...at twenty nine week you suddenly can get whatever it is you want.  you've figured out how to get your bottle and pacifier into your mouth on your own...and how to wiggle around your crib to get it if needed.  i watched you in your room as you fell asleep the other night.  from your side, you walked your pudgy legs and feet up the rungs of your crib...and used the bars to help push you where you wanted to go.  the time of your velcro sleep sack seems like a different lifetime.

at twenty nine weeks you had a day at daycare, a day with rachael, a day with grandma, and a day with nana.  and you had so many visits from jo, isabelle, and caroline.  so much love.

at twenty nine weeks you saw the temperatures reach the 90s.  you slept in just a diaper.  we had the fan going all the time.  you seemed to sleep better.  you heard thunder for the first time...and didn't even wake up.
at twenty nine weeks you had a wonderful weekend with friends.  you spent saturday at the pool with christina, amelia, and audrey.  we put you in small, medium, and large order...amelia seems happy to be the big girl!
you went swimming for the first time.  you dunked under.  as i was swishing you around the pool, twirling on my feet...it felt familiar...for this is what we used to do when i was pregnant.  i would float and move around the water.  it struck me this weekend that when i was doing that it never occurred to me that someday i would be in a pool with you. and it also struck me how throughout my pregnancy you were just a genderless form of love in my mind.  i loved not knowing what you were going to be...and now you are here, my sweet girl.

dear and talented christina took all kinds of pictures of you.  thank you thank you thank you, sweet friend. here is a tiny sneak peek of a photo of the back of her camera...
i can't look at you without being overwhelmed with love...
you spent part of the day on sunday with ross.  summer buddies...
just chillin'...
 you've been loving your big sun hat from annie and larry.  you wear it when playing...
when reading...
 and when watching us (along with mr. hobbes) from a shady spot as we do yardwork...
at twenty nine weeks we saw dad's boat in the water, a boat which i call the maeve d., but which currently doesn't really have a name.  we gathered up the babies and went down to madeleine point to watch the boat come in...
at twenty nine week you took your last bath in the bucket, which you've outgrown...
i love the photo below because it just feels like you. nibbling on part of your lip, with an adorable expression, and hand reached out sweetly...
 
at twenty nine weeks you come into our bed at dawn.  you sleep between us. i love imagining our breath and heartbeats syncing up as we fall back to sleep.  i also love waking up before you and just watching you.  sometimes it is your pacifier bobbing back and forth and then stopping every few seconds.  sometimes it is just taking note of your positioning, your leg folded over the other or your sweet hands.

a portrait of co-sleeping...
 oh and those eyelashes again...
and then you wake up, usually within minutes you make a little toot and then you love to look around for familiar faces.  and you love playing while we get ready, too....
oh hello!
at twenty nine weeks we took lots of walks after getting home from work.  we get you in your jammies, pack a bottle, and hit the road.  you love looking around with those beautiful eyes...
at twenty nine weeks i took a picture of the fridge at work in the breastfeeding room, which has the faces of all the babies whose moms have used the room.  there you are on the freezer in the cream hat...
maeve.  i feel myself entering into the this is my favorite phase.  i love this age the most...which i know i will say hundreds of times in the next years.  ah but right now you have stuck a stake in the ground, you are here...happiness in a most delectable form.

i'm working on a piece for you in writing class right now, which is where all of my creative energies have gone this week...i can't wait to share it with you.  i'll share part of it here, too.

i'm headed upstairs to wake you on this misty morning.  i will resist every urge to call out from work and spend the day cuddling with you.  i adore you and thank you for the buoyancy that you've brought my heart.

be well this week, maeve d.!

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