Monday, March 12, 2012
Nicholas
I love the way Nicholas' mind works and how he thinks and processes things. I don't know if its like this for all "almost 5 year olds", I can only speak for Nicholas. I am intrigued and amazed at the things he says and the way he thinks.
He likes to tell us stories about when he was born, very detailed stories about being a newborn. He'll say that he really wanted to come out of my belly so that he could meet everyone. Now, logic tells me that he's just got an active imagination, but another part of me wonders if he does remember something. When he was a newborn, Nicholas used to lay on the bed and look up at the ceiling and smile. We always said that he was smiling at the angels. Nicholas also talks about how he used to talk to Papa King and that Papa would laugh at his jokes. Papa King passed away the year before Nicholas was born....they never met.
In October 2010, I had a miscarriage and Nicholas named the baby, "Frank" and was sure that it was a boy. Nicholas talked a lot about Baby Frank after the miscarriage, how he was sick and went to Heaven and that Papa King was with him, taking care of him. He hasn't talked a lot about Baby Frank, but lately, he's been telling his friends at daycare about the baby brother he had that died and went to live in Heaven with Papa King.
I'd love to know where these thoughts come from, but everyday I am fascinated by the way his mind works. The things that he tells me and the way he talks, I sometimes forget that he's not quite five years old. Nicholas is a bright and confident little boy, who is full of wonder and curiosity and everyday he amazes me a little bit more. Proud Mama moment over.
Happy Anniversary, My Love
Claire is 3
On Saturday, March 10th, Claire turned three years old. I can't believe how much she's grown this past year and she's gone from being a toddler to a big little girl.
She has a mind of her own and isn't afraid to use it. I've been told that she has my stubborn streak, but I say that she is more head strong than I ever was. Claire can talk and talk and talk all day long, (and at 18 months, she barely had any words).
Here are a few "Claire-isms":
: "You so proud of me" (when she uses the potty)
: "That's what big girls do" (when she does something that she considers to be a big girl thing)
: "It's really hard for me to wait" (self explanatory)
Those are just a few of the phrases our little Claire uses daily.
Our little girl s growing up into a big girl and I look forward to seeing how she grows and learns and the kinds of things that she'll teach her little sister, Emily.
Three years old....I love you, Claire
XOXO Mommy
She has a mind of her own and isn't afraid to use it. I've been told that she has my stubborn streak, but I say that she is more head strong than I ever was. Claire can talk and talk and talk all day long, (and at 18 months, she barely had any words).
Here are a few "Claire-isms":
: "You so proud of me" (when she uses the potty)
: "That's what big girls do" (when she does something that she considers to be a big girl thing)
: "It's really hard for me to wait" (self explanatory)
Those are just a few of the phrases our little Claire uses daily.
Our little girl s growing up into a big girl and I look forward to seeing how she grows and learns and the kinds of things that she'll teach her little sister, Emily.
Three years old....I love you, Claire
XOXO Mommy
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Emily at 4 months
My baby girl is 4 months old today. Where did the time go?? I know they say, and I've told people that time goes by so fast, and its so true....life flies by at warp speed. I can't believe that Emily is already 4 months old. She's mostly sleeping through the night now, coos and talks, ALOT. and she's almost rolling over. I'm trying so hard to enjoy every single second, because it is flying by so fast. She is my last little baby....she is the last to sleep in the bassinet beside our bed, the last to be nursed by me, the last to wear size 1 diapers (which by the way, she is now too big for), the last of that sweet baby smell. When I think about it, it tugs at my heart a bit. I Love you, my sweet baby girl.
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