Dear Elizabeth
Apr. 2nd, 2025 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whitewriterIt's soon to be the penultimate eve of your 1st birthday party. I realise its 2 months later than your actual birthday. But I wasn't ready then and I needed a break from Christmas and Wendy's birthday which felt like it was stacked on top of each other.
On your first year of life, you have started out as a unicorn newborn whom I didn't believe (until you) that existed. Of course you turned into a normal baby and had your 3 monthly regression - and commenced early into the anxious baby.
Sometimes I thought that was because for the first 3 months of your life, hardly anyone else held you but myself. Perhaps that strengthened our bond somehow. You barely cried and loved your sleep --and funnily enough slept just fine laying flat in your bed.
I trained you to white noise but somehow I suspect you likely never needed the white noise. I needed the white noise, to soothe myself to believing that I was training you to a tool.
Now your one, you run rings around us.
Your not as verbal as Wendy from memory-- but when I review videos of your sister at a similar age she's at the same level as you are. Babbles turning into more conversation like peices.
Both of you were good walkers from 9/11 months-ish.
She's less physical than you. More scared. You seem more confident. Riding her trike already, despite Wendy being scared of the trike initially. Happy for swings. Giggles when being tossed.
You know your mind -- somehow, you know what you want to eat even though you cannot verbally ask for it.
Your a very good and independant eater if you like what's put in front of you.
Noodle slurper.
Your very cute. I want to eat you every day, but I stop myself because otherwise you won't grow into whomever it is your meant to be. And I'm super curious as to whom that will be.
I hope to treat you as equally to Wendy as I can. No gaurentees because birth order will effect my feelings - things I would have learned from Wendy may not apply to your personality.
What I wish you'd stop doing would be throwing food on the floor when your finished with it. It's started Wendy back up on that activity and I want to stamp it out from both of you. See how we go.
Wendy seems interested in helping me teach you how to be, so that's been really sweet and yesterday after she complained that all you seem to do is punch her and argue over toys -- when I suggested Wendy ask you for a kiss, - and she did - you complied and gave her an ooah kiss. Very sweet. Your kisses are the sweetest.
You have the most amazing coloured eyes. But my terrible eyelashes. Sorry kid. I guess we can't have everything.
Here's to seeing what you become in the next 2 years.
At some point I promise to start your swim education. I have more experience now and realise that earlier than 1 year is really no point. But some point before 3 isn't too bad of an idea.
Yours truely,
Mum.
On your first year of life, you have started out as a unicorn newborn whom I didn't believe (until you) that existed. Of course you turned into a normal baby and had your 3 monthly regression - and commenced early into the anxious baby.
Sometimes I thought that was because for the first 3 months of your life, hardly anyone else held you but myself. Perhaps that strengthened our bond somehow. You barely cried and loved your sleep --and funnily enough slept just fine laying flat in your bed.
I trained you to white noise but somehow I suspect you likely never needed the white noise. I needed the white noise, to soothe myself to believing that I was training you to a tool.
Now your one, you run rings around us.
Your not as verbal as Wendy from memory-- but when I review videos of your sister at a similar age she's at the same level as you are. Babbles turning into more conversation like peices.
Both of you were good walkers from 9/11 months-ish.
She's less physical than you. More scared. You seem more confident. Riding her trike already, despite Wendy being scared of the trike initially. Happy for swings. Giggles when being tossed.
You know your mind -- somehow, you know what you want to eat even though you cannot verbally ask for it.
Your a very good and independant eater if you like what's put in front of you.
Noodle slurper.
Your very cute. I want to eat you every day, but I stop myself because otherwise you won't grow into whomever it is your meant to be. And I'm super curious as to whom that will be.
I hope to treat you as equally to Wendy as I can. No gaurentees because birth order will effect my feelings - things I would have learned from Wendy may not apply to your personality.
What I wish you'd stop doing would be throwing food on the floor when your finished with it. It's started Wendy back up on that activity and I want to stamp it out from both of you. See how we go.
Wendy seems interested in helping me teach you how to be, so that's been really sweet and yesterday after she complained that all you seem to do is punch her and argue over toys -- when I suggested Wendy ask you for a kiss, - and she did - you complied and gave her an ooah kiss. Very sweet. Your kisses are the sweetest.
You have the most amazing coloured eyes. But my terrible eyelashes. Sorry kid. I guess we can't have everything.
Here's to seeing what you become in the next 2 years.
At some point I promise to start your swim education. I have more experience now and realise that earlier than 1 year is really no point. But some point before 3 isn't too bad of an idea.
Yours truely,
Mum.
