We’re in Trouble Now…

My little troublemaker has been rolling from tummy to back for several weeks now (since April 22nd, to be exact), but it’s only been for the last 2 days that she has learned the new skill of rolling from back onto her tummy.

So imagine my surprise this morning, when just like every other morning, I placed her on her playmat while I let out the puppy and made my coffee, and came back to see her in the position of the first picture. Twenty seconds later, she was in the position of the second picture.

Guess what I will be spending part of my long weekend and next week doing? You guessed it – baby proofing.

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We’re in trouble now.

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*A potrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2013*

*A potrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2013*

I love this picture soooo much. You look like such a dainty little lady right here. However, promptly after having this picture taken, you proceeded to blow raspberries and spit all over the place, and 5 minutes later, ruined this outfit and needed an outfit change, stat. You may kill me for posting this later, but I promise you, it was all very endearing, as is every single tiny thing you ever do.

Oh, sweet child o’ mine. I love you so. <3

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Mother’s Day

Yesterday was our first Mother’s Day. It was a day spent in the sunshine, with grandparents and aunties and cousins, and then an evening spent together as a little family, ending with me heading to bed at 7pm so I could have extra cuddles with my darling daughter. McKenna used her excellent taste and picked me out not one, but two bouquets of flowers, a box of chocolates and a beautiful card.

It was the first time in 12 years I made it through a Mother’s Day without feeling sad.

Losing my mother when I was 13 was the hardest thing I have ever been through. I don’t think there are many life events that can compare to the sudden passing of one’s mum. It quite literally gutted me, and it took me a VERY long time to pick up the pieces and put myself back together.

And although the last few years I have been feeling myself starting to REALLY love and love life again (I was angry for a very long time), it has only been in these last 5 months, that I have REALLY felt whole.

Life, as it always does, has come full circle. The many years which I spent with my amazing mother are now fresh on the forefront of my mind almost every day, as I raise my own little person. The lessons she taught in those 13 years are lessons which I want to pass onto my McKenna – to always be kind, that God is always good, education is of the most importance, and you must always eat your vegetables (even though I put up quite a fight on this one). The one thing I remember most clearly about my own Mum is her hugs – she always smelled like home to me, and her hugs were so warm, and made me feel so safe, so protected. Nothing in the world could go wrong as long as I was in her arms.

I hope to emulate at least some of this warmth as I raise McKenna. I hope to teach her the same life lessons, and I hope she knows that I will always keep her safe. I will always be there for her, no matter what.

I am happy to say I wrote this post without crying. And it may have been the first time in a whole 12 years I have been able to discuss my mother for longer than 5 minutes without breaking down. I see now more than ever the reason I was blessed with such an amazing mother, even though she was only humanly present for a fraction of my life. I see now that it was to show me how to be a mother to my own little girl, and how to make her feel loved every minute of every day.

Thank you Mum, for teaching me how to love. McKenna will know you as her Granny, her 27 year-old Granny that had blonde curly hair, stood 5 foot 3 (and a half) and had an adorable English accent and a beautiful singing voice, with hugs that felt like home and a gentle, kind-hearted soul. This is your legacy… and I promise it will not be forgotten.

I have learned that there is no greater gift in life than that of being a mother to your own child. I feel so blessed to have this opportunity, so lucky to have experienced both sides of the equation – as the child who was loved, and the mother with the unrelenting, unconditional love for her child.

I now look forward, with a smile on my face, to all of the Mother’s Days to come.

 

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*A potrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2013*

*A potrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2013*

Mama Confession: Sometimes, McKenna, when you are sleeping so quietly beside me, I miss you. I look at pictures on my phone of you when you are awake, happy and smiling; & I cannot wait for you to wake up. Likewise, when I look at pictures like this of you sleeping, I cannot wait to put you to bed, so I can watch you while you sleep, looking so innocent, so quiet, so calm.

It is safe to say that I just cannot get enough of you.

There are so many precious moments I do not want to forget, McKenna. Such as this one: sometimes, right before you fall asleep, you get a little fussy, as if you just can’t get quite comfortable enough. When this happens, I hold my hand out a few inches in front of your face. You then take your tiny little baby fingers and play with my mine, and it calms you. Sometimes you even pull my hand down so that it is resting on your cheek, and you then peacefully drift into a calm, content state of sleep, looking as though you do not have a care in the world.

I promise McKenna, that whenever you are having a hard time in life, I will offer my hand to you like this whenever you need me.

It is the little moments like this, the moments filled with so much love and tenderness, I do not ever want to forget.

I love you forever.

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McKenna: 5 months

Holy bananas.. where do I even start to begin my little love. Month 4 was a CRAZY month, a crazy month of development for you, of growth, exploration, of firsts. I debated splitting this post into TWO because it is so insanely hard to keep up with you and your rapid growth these days! Okay, here we go….

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Eating-wise, not much has changed. You nurse approximately 6 times a day, every 2 1/2 hours during the day, and at night, we can almost count on you getting an initial 4 or 5 hour stretch, after which you continue to wake every 2 1/2 to 3 hours to be fed. We have been seriously considering introducing you to some veggies in the VERY near future, as you have shown such an interest in what Mum and Dad have on their plates and are even reaching for our food when it is about to enter our mouths. All signs point to you being ready, it’s just up to us to now settle on a real plan of action (baby-led weaning or otherwise).

Things have been a-changin’ in the sleeping department, that’s for sure. And for the better! We started off the first half of the month with you waking every 2 hours… for comfort, for your paci, and sometimes to eat.  Your nighttime schedule goes like this: Daddy gives you a bath every second day at approximately 6:45. At 7:15, you crawl into bed with Mama who reads you two cuddly bedtime stories (sometimes Daddy reads one too – always Green Eggs and Ham, I’m sure you will be able to recite this by your second birthday if things keep up this way) and then I nurse you. Once you are almost asleep, I give you either Nugget or your taggie blankie, say our little goodnight poem, and you close your eyes and drift off peacefully. I can’t remember the last time you fought going to bed at night. Mama then turns in for the night between 10:30 – 11, at which point I dream feed you (dream feeding is a LIFESAVER, post to come soon) and then you sleep until 3 or 4am :) . After that initial stretch, we generally go back to wake ups every 2 1/2 hours until you are up for the day between 8:30 & 9. We are loving this schedule and will not be changing it anytime soon! Unless of course, you’d like to sleep a little longer for your Mama – I wouldn’t complain Baby Roo :) .

Looks-wise, you are turning into more and more of a little lady every single day. I am happy to announce your eyes are still as big as marbles and as blue as the ocean. You now weigh 15.5 lbs (as of yesterday when I went and weighed you) and have just recently moved into size 3 diapers. You are quite short still, only 23 inches, but great things come in small packages :) . You wear size 3-6 months in most of your clothing but you fit some 6 month stuff juuuust fine.

Your physical development is where we have seen the BIGGEST of changes this month. You can pre-occupy yourself for up to an hour at a time, sometimes longer. You still love your playmat, but Mama had to rearrange some toys and add some new.. as you were getting a little bored with the same toys all the time. Smart little girl. You now LOVE your exer-saucer, and squeal and play and keep yourself entertained and busy for long periods of time. When you are finished, you let me know by moaning and groaning, and I come over to you and ask “up?” to which you now respond by lifting your arms up towards me. Siiiiigh. Be still my Mama heart <3.

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You love being outside, which is lucky for me because we spend a fair amount of time walking these days (makes for a veryyy happy puppy dog). You always nap better on the days we are on the go. With the weather growing warmer I have a lot planned for us, and I am happy you are such a content little traveller. You love your carrier most of all, and are perfectly content being pressed against my chest and looking at the big world surrounding you.

You love to grab your feet, with both hands. You do it when you’re awake, falling asleep, and when you are completely asleep. Silly bum.

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You haven’t quite completely rolled over, but I can leave you on your playmat on one side and in another ten minutes you have wiggled your way to the other side, and sometimes off the mat completely. This is why safety straps – in your stroller even when walking, in your swing – are now a necessity. You love to wiggle. You still love tummy time for 5 minute periods and then you get frustrated, flailing your little legs and not quite getting anywhere, yet. Soon baby, soon.

You love to stand so much that I am afraid you may bypass crawling altogether (I only say afraid because geeze kid, slow down with the growing already!) and just start motoring around this place on those two adorable feet. You are curious and reach and grab for everything in sight (toys, glasses, noses, hair, lips, chins… whatever), and it then promptly goes into your mouth. You have taken a huge interest in the zoo as of late, and we have been reinforcing how to pet the puppy and kitties nicely, versus grabbing hold of their fur and not letting go. I think you are getting it :) (and  I sure am happy to have such chill pets who take it all in stride).

You are getting pretty creative with the sounds that come out of your mouth. Your obsession with squeaking last month has now turned into an assortment of moans and groans that last upwards of a minute. I like to joke with your Daddy that you are auditioning to be a zombie in The Walking Dead. You love babbling, and love it most when Mama copies and babbles back at you. We are working on a few key signs – “Mama” “Daddy” “Milk” and “Baby” – and everytime I sign to you, you look at me with such a look of thought that I think it’ll be no time before you are signing all over the place.

You love bathtime with Daddy. You used to scowl quite a bit and have such a serious expression during bathtime, as if you weren’t quite sure whether you liked it or not.. now it is official, you love the bath. Daddy likes to let you “swim” and you look so relaxed while you float around in the tub. You also love when Mama sometimes crawls in there and has a bath with you. We have a lot of fun when we do that.

You still smile a thousand times a day.. and I’ve said it before, it lights up the entire room. You are just such a happy little girl. We can literally go days and days without crying (not fussing, crying.. important to mention!). As previously mentioned, you let out your first, real genuine laugh last week. You have done it one more time since. I think it shocks you when the noise comes out of your mouth, so you have yet to master this skill. By the end of May I am counting on having a giggly, happy little girl on my hands.

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You are a little uneasy around people other than Mama and Daddy these days, which I think is just a phase. You are happiest with people when Mum and Dad are close by… and not too fond of when we leave the room. It’s just a phase baby, it will pass. I want you to be comfortable with other people than your parents, as it is an important life skill to have, to be resilient to new situations. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t flattered, however.

 

Here’s to another beautiful month of moments, my Little Love! xo mumandme

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*A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2013.*

*A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2013.*

My Little Roo,

On Wednesday, April 25, 2013, at approximately 4:30 PM, you let out your first, real laugh. Your Mama has been waiting for this day, and the sound was even better than I could have EVER imagined it to be.

You have been imitating your father & I`s laughs for a few months now, but this was a deep belly laugh – it began because I tickled your chubby little thighs, and it radiated from inside your tiny tummy, ran through your veins and escaped through your little baby mouth and was the greatest sound I had ever heard in my whole almost 26 years of existence.

It is an understatement to even try to put into words the amount of joy you are bringing to my life. I look forward to a great many firsts with you, my little love. You make my world such a bright and beautiful place.

xo

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