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As I take pictures of my new little girl I try to make mental sticky notes on “This one’s a save” or “That one is a sure print out! I’ll never forget that one!” But before I know it they’re off the camera, never finding their way to that printing station at the drug store, much less into a photo frame on the wall. Someone want to help me with that project? It’s not for lack of caring, just for my ever present weakness–low attention span. It’ll happen, the particular favorites will get collected onto a CD and I’ll get them printed out.
Before that, I’ll clean the house, do the laundry, pick it all up again, vacuum over there again, clean this, sweep that up.
Then, I’ll stand up to admire that calendar, only to realize that I never peeled one cute little sticky off to track my baby’s milestones.
Why? Because I was too busy cleaning up after the milestones.
OK. Enough on that. Here are some sweet snaps, it’s my kids.
Diederick, Carly, Koen and Abegayle. Abbie’s nearly one month old in these pictures. You know who else is there? Someone in their hearts who gives them that love you see in their eyes.
I think that’s God’s love. These kids would give anything for each other. It’s magnificent to see them together, and just to be a part of it all.
Even if I’m in my pajamas all day.
Every day I take pictures of the four sitting together, I guess because I’m still waking up to this! God’s given me four kids. And you know what? They’re OK with it. They have a wonderful way of pointing things out, and overlooking other details that I’ve always considered embarrassing.
All in all, hopefully I’m a better person for whatever tricks they’re playing on me. Thanks, God, for giving me these babies!
Me: “When do you think Abegayle’s going to come, Car?”
Carly: “I don’t know, Mommy. But I’ll ask God.
God, when is my Baby Sister going to come to Mommy?”
C (in deeper voice): “In four weeks, Dear One.”
Then to me, Carly said, “Mommy, God says you have to wait for a while.”
I asked her if she talks to God a lot like that and she replied that, “Yes, because He fixed me.”
The faith that a 3-year-old can have in things unseen, while adults struggle to find that something deeper and bigger than themselves. Carly just accepts and believes in a way that fascinates me.
And when was it that I told her there were four weeks left on her sisters gestation? Anyway, she’s right. I do (Lord willing) have a while to wait yet for that second daughter.
But, in case Abe’s early–the bags are packed, and I’m a ready to go. Right now Darren and I are just asking for a healthy baby and a safe delivery like the others. Carly says she has faith in God because he’s taken care of her–I have faith too, he does care for his dear ones.
I couldn’t believe I was leaving Carly! And she was fine. Infact, she had so much fun that she just can hardly wait for her next day at Preschool!
Diederick’s getting ready too, practicing writing his teacher’s name. His first day of school will be tomorrow.
It really was like this was the first day she’s a big girl, I guess in the same way that she seemed so grown up when I brought her baby brother home from the hospital or when she wasa really officially potty trained. So I mark this Thursday as a day that she grew up, just a little more than she was the day before.
PS: I have no idea what the password is here. Or how that was set up!
I’m with the millions who list “loose weight” but it’s not on the top tippity top.
My resolutions kind of evolve as the year goes on as my challenges change. Pretty much over all of it I need to be content, happy, appreciative and patient.
Prayer and faith need to continue to be bigger in my daily walk through whatever it is I’m doing.
GOD is in control and I’m nothing more than a servant here, not any sort of boss at all.
I want my kids to learn the same things and I so make it up as I go along.
(This isn’t sounding as good as I thought it would!!)
How about I skip to what I hope are short term goals or at least more specific goals:
Get Carly potty trained.
She’s working hard at it, and I’m really trying to be patient. I’m still overwhelmed with relief on Deeder being *finally* done with diapers and just so hoping that Carly wont take as long to train as her older brother did.
For Koen I wish to continue helping him be healthy wealthy and wise.
Early to bed, early to rise equals health and weath…in the case of a baby, lots of “booby juice” <--(Deeder word for breast milk) Koen is happy, just now starting to smile for us and make those precious ah goo and uh boo sounds. Although quite prone to upper respiratory wheeziness and cough he’s healthy. And the sleeping is no problem…he does that all the time, gradually spending more of the day light hours awake.
And for Diederick:
A long term and always present challenge:
Keep him challenged and involved in an attempt to keep him out of mischief. I see already that he’s totally the role model for Carly (and no doubt, for Koen as he’s older) so keeping him in line is hugely important.
I’ve just bought more cloth diapers. I am vowing to never again by disposable. OK, I know better than to vow a thing like that. But really, I’d be quite proud of myself if I could pull that one off.
Also, I think that those of you who learned to cut hair before having kids were very wise to do so! My poor Deeder suffers regularly from my neglecting to aquire hair snipping skills.
He’s on my list, but that’s none of your business. :)
Carly’s such a character. It’s certainly that age where her own personality bubbles forth and she’s more than just a baby who cries when she needs to eat or have a diaper change. She now complains when attention isn’t being paid her. She doesn’t want to miss out on any chances to discover the world and is positive that I ought not miss the honor of witnessing her findings.
Carly loves to eat, cookies in particular. With the addition of two teeth this month her chewing abilities have doubled with now two teeth on top and on bottom. We really think that she out does Deeder in eating capabilities, even their difference in age considered. Weeks ago she outgrew Gerber foods, now she only eats what we do–I don’t even need to do much of a mushing up job on her food, she loves texture in her meals. She’s never been quite the picky eater that her brother was, I find that it’s me who limits the amount and variety of what she has.
Carly’s a friend. She smiles at anyone, usually getting a smile and compliment back. Who can’t love a little angel like her, she just has sunshine and love radiating from her sweet baby face.
Carly can pull herself up to standing and crawls everywhere in between. Along with pulling herself up to look out the window or up on the couch she’s begun clinging to my pantleg in effort to be picked up.
Carly wants anything that Deeder has and can really turn on the water works when she doesn’t get it. He knows how this game is played and how to handle it–eventually he just gets as far away from her bringing his toys with him because she isn’t happy to have just one toy, she needs them all.
This month Carly cut two teeth.
She also fussed plenty, smiled and is learning some words.
She seems to have read the baby language development book and is starting from the top. With smiles, gooing/cooing. One of her most applauded is “DahDah” she says it when she sees Darren, I’m sure it entirely makes him feel like a million bucks. :)
As she has since she was born, she adores big brother. It doesn’t matter what he does she loves him–he hasn’t been bad really, I just know that even if he were she’d still want to be as near as possible to him. She currently enjoys grabbing toys away whenever Deeder looks like he’s really involved with it. She laughs in her little way and waits for him to react.
Carly is a ball of energy and frustrated that she can only sit and reach. She wants more than is physically possible–she wants to fly.
Carly adores her big brother, and I’m so happy for that.
In fact, they’re together so much that the casual photo snaps aimed her way also include 28 month old Diederick. It’s the prompted photo shoot done during his nap time where I can capture Carly working on her sitting skills that you might expect in a baby her age. She’s a strong baby, with amazing balance–perhaps this has come from having to hold her own with her active brother. We are all guessing that Carly will be walking by her first birthday.
In addition to loving the company of her brother, Carly also has a vast love of food. We have yet to see even the smallest bit of finickiness in her whole being. When someone is eating and she doesn’t have a dish of her own Carly grabs desperately for whatever it is that she has spied and cries out at the unfairness of the whole ado. Her craving for more than what the baby nutrition guide says is appropriate doesn’t end with wanting more food than is officially hers, she also wants our drinks–including uncle’s beer.
This little girl, a blessing and such a fun bundle of personality craving to move and eat and speak needs her down time too. And she’s so beautiful in those quiet moments, just watching her is a dream.
Not only a dream because she’s so sweet but because it doesn’t last long (the sleep that is) and as quickly as she grows it seems the less and less she sleeps.
Those naps seem brief flighty seconds–little pauses between her ongoing exploration project. The project involves handling, examining and after thoroughly inspected, tossing any household objects within her reach. My mom says that it’s a sign of intelligence.
Carly can’t crawl yet, has just newly mastered sitting but her mind is going at top speed.
This month Carly took her first bites of solids. As you might know, solids equals textureless goop fed to young children who have tasted nothing but milk in their lifetime. Anyway, she took well to it, as you can see in the picture above; flavors tried: squash and banana.
Carly has certainly grown in so many ways. In list format I’d mention her humor, interest in trying new foods and expanding her expressed emotional attatchment to people in her world beyond Mom and Babe bonding. She’s special and dear to us all, and as people predicted while I was pregnant–I can’t imagine life without this little girl.
She’s smiling almost every waking moment–enjoying attention from aunties and uncle, or in response to somthing silly done by Brother who is constantly by her side.
Carly completely admires Deeder as she looks at him with that smile in her eyes, perhaps without knowing it she’s looking forward to the day when they can run and play together.I started her on solids because she was so persistent in reaching for whatever food that I was serving her brother.
When smiling doesn’t seem enough to Carly for expressing joy in a happy or humorous moment she sticks her tongue out. It’s so cute that we can’t help but laugh each time she does it. :)
My daughter is becoming more mobile–she scoots somehow on her back, moving her body off the lambskin mat and blanket which we place underneath to double the padding size underneath her (is that a sentance?). It will be awhile yet before she can sit independently, but she sure is commited to practicing in her own way.
Unlike Deeder, she has no interest in playing on her belly and refuses to be in that position for more than a couple minutes at a time.
Carly Annalise Taryn is 15lbs and 24 inches long by my measurement and scale; 50th percentile for length and 75th for weight.
Our little Carly has been with us for one week now. She was born last Thursday evening at 7:45PM weighing in at 6 pounds, 12 ounces. She’s now 6lbs 11oz, having nearly returned to her birth weight.
She’s already becoming more alert and as of two days ago gave us her very first big smile! Of course it happened at a time when Mommy didn’t have the camera on hand, go figure!
Carly has been sleeping hours and hours on end, as is typical for babies her age. Thankfully, when she is awake she loves hanging out with Deeder. He’s tickled pink by this and although he doesn’t quite understand “Be gentle” he loves her beyond words, it makes me so happy. I think she recognizes his voice from when she was in utero and finds as much comfort from hearing him now as she does in my voice.
Another thing that I am vastly thankful for is how well Carly eats. Deeder had a lot of trouble figuring out the nursing business so I’m even more appreciative of her being a natural in this aspect.
So far nights are pretty easy with Carly–well, other than the space between 2 and 4AM at which time she believes it’s time to be AWAKE. Somehow Deeder knows this and has decided that he too ought to be up and playing with her. When he wakes he’s hungry and wants me to fetch his something to eat. After he’s eaten he’s geared up to play those whole two hours. I guess if I want to look at this in a positive light I could tell you that this active midnight stuff makes him sleep an hour longer than he used to. This is true, sadly it makes me want to sleep an hour extra which doesn’t happen since Carly is ready to eat again at 6:30. After she’s eaten it’s light outside and I can’t get back into slumber land even though she’s re-entered that peaceful land.
I plan to write monthly Carly Annalise Taryn updates as I have done with Diederick Dale. It’s fun to reflect each month on what we’ve done and how they’ve grown. Hopefully you’ll enjoy these as much as I am fond of writing them.
Check Waking Early for a report on the alarming rash Carly had this past weekend. Thankfully it’s cleared up now!