As I type this you're laying in my lap half asleep, nursing. You're 8mo now. Eight months.... not too much longer and you'll be sitting in front of you're first birthday cake! As if it was yesterday I remember holding you as a tiny little baby in my arms... you're not so tiny anymore. You are full of so much life and laughter, you never cease to make me laugh along side you. You bring magic in to each day.
A while ago I moved my bed out, which you seemed to fall off of more often then my poor heart could handle anymore, and have a setup on the floor which I enjoy. I also have a baby gate around us so you have the freedom to still play with your toys if you wish, while I can cat nap. You are safe, that's the most important thing to me. You seem to really enjoy it. Last week your brother was awake doing homework while we slept and I remember you nursing and crawling around, while I remained half asleep. He told me the next day that you woke up and wondered down to the end of the "bed", played with your toys, came back - started nursing - and fell back asleep with me. Oh how much I love our sleepy times together. This morning I was up before you answering some emails, you made a "good morning" noise, smiled at me - and while I watched you closed your eyes and fell back asleep. You are so precious, Emily.
Last week we had a scary thing happen. With documents that had to be taken care of very early the next morning, I stayed the night at your dads house. We went for dinner and then rented a movie. You were protected in his arms while we walked, when in the darkness of the night a pothole type spot (circle holes on the side of the sidewalk that is usually covered) wasn't seen and your dad tripped. He went down so hard, but somehow with all his will he kept you protected. With the force of the fall and forward motion, you came out of his arms and slid forward across the pavement when his elbow and wrist hit the ground. My heart can't thank him enough for how he instinctual embraced you as long as he did, for all you ended up with was a tiny scratch on your head and barely a bump. He is my hero. You cried for maybe 10sec and went on grinning and babbling. Your dad limped and held his arm. You were ok. He is still healing... you are safely asleep in my lap. Hopefully the city will take care of it before anyone else gets hurt.
"Thank you, Shawn, for protecting our daughter - I hope your wounds finish healing soon and that you have no lasting injuries".
The piano!!! This is still your most favorite item. When your grandparents (my parents) were here, I pulled out the piano so grandma could see how much you loved it. Well before you were on your way she bought it for the family for Christmas. You have seemed to aquire it by the passion you show :) I had your dad place you about 3ft back, left us giggling as you scrambled/crawled excitedly and started playing :)
Here's a video that I took for your dad to share with him your delight, of course it brought up all the wonderment of what you may enjoy as you grow and how we could nurture your passions as you show them:
You are so loved Emily. My heart wraps around you every moment. It's been so very precious to watch the relationship and love continue to grow between you and your siblings. You seem to be extra close to Alyssa, and how much she loves you. A few days ago she came home from a book club meeting... when you saw her you grinned and your eyes twinkled as she talked to me. She looked down at you, "Hi, Bubbles!" and you leaned in to her as if to hug her. She took you and gave you a kiss ~ you giggles.
You are such a blessing to our family *hearts*
Oh... I almost forgot!!! You have THREE teeth now!! You have two lovely sparkling bottom teeth, and your very first top tooth came through last night. Your top right. You aren't biting while nursing anymore... but you love to chew on my finger and try to bite my nose and chin. It was cute when you had gums, not so comfortable with teeth :) So I tend to dodge your open mouth aims, while hesitating in case it's a kiss your actually giving. And how much you like giving kisses :)
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