Today is Evelyn’s half birthday, she is six months old already. For weeks now I have been contemplating getting back to blogging—I worry constantly about forgetting things—I wish my mind were a video recorder. I feel like there are already so many details about her first few months that have escaped from my brain. And then there are the details of Madeleine’s days—the girl who is speeding towards FOUR. But I also worry that the blog will be one more thing that my type-A personality stresses over. I don’t need more items on my to-do list. But, I type fast and I am thinking about it anyway, so maybe I should do it! If I do it once a week, that will suffice, I won’t let myself feel bad if I miss an entry. It can be a gift to my girls when they are bigger—my memories of them.
I will start with some catch up on Madeleine since my last entry.
She moved to the big preschool room this summer and is doing well. She is big on testing her limits right now and loses her favorite toys on a regular basis for not listening. She has handled becoming a big sister really well, but I think there are some undercurrents of jealousy and frustration—she is asking for help with things that she has known how to do on her own for a long time, like shoes, pull-ups, washing hands, etc. We are trying to structure some more intentional one on one time with her and pointing out when she gets to do something that her little sister doesn’t.
She knows all her letters. She can write many of them. She can write her name—well, Maddy, if you prompt her with which letter comes next. It is amazing! She can count to 20, she can count to sometimes 10 in Spanish. She knows her colors, in English and in Spanish. She loves to read. She loves her matchbox cars and her duplos. She also loves her fairy dolls—I love that she loves both of these things, the mix of traditional boy and traditional girl worlds. She and I make homemade granola bars—with lots of butter and chocolate chips. She rides a big girl bike—got it this spring. She is confident and fast on that thing! She is playing soccer at school and seems to really like it. She gets to go on field trips this summer—they ride big school buses. Seeing her get on one that first time was bittersweet, she looked so proud but it foreshadows kindergarten and her rolling away from mama! She is getting into Thomas stuff and playing with her train set a lot. She constantly kisses and cuddles Evelyn, telling her that she loves her sooooo much, that she is her little sweetheart, and saying “look at her, awwwwwwwwwwwww.” It is so cute.
She is tall and gangly and has crossed from toddler over to little-kid. She is doing imaginative play and has her first neighborhood friend—she is very proud of this. She likes to say, watch this, watch me, come see, come watch, look. She likes to watch herself in her mirror when her shirts are stuck on her head—I did that too! I used to pretend the shirts were my princess hair. She does too!
She cracks us up:
Is it funny? I am not laughing.
To her dolls: you are in timeout FOREVER. You are a BAD listener.
The last car of a train is a “ca-da-boose” or just a “boose”
She asks for small, medium or big amounts of water and milk.
On hearing that she should drink slowly, she asked “why is it so complicated?”
And now my littlest love. Evelyn. I have not blogged on her before. Her birth story shall be a separate thing for her to read when she is bigger. She is a joy to me every day.
She is adorable and sweet and doughy and plump and yummy. She is smiley and huggy like her big sister. I am so lucky to have these two loving girls. She laughs with her whole body and likes to shout. She is determined to stand all the time and I know she wants to run after Madeleine. She loves to watch her big sister. Her little ears stick out and she has elastic band wrists and ankles and thighs. Her little plump hands look like starfish. Yum.
She was a nap fighter for months 2-4 but we figured out how to help her like naps—darker rooms and a pacifier. Now she goes to sleep on her own most times—very unlike her big sister. I am hopeful that this means less sleep drama for her as she gets bigger.
She has a stork bite—the exact same one her sister had. She had an ear-tag, which fell off at 2 weeks of age or so.
I think she is going to be tougher and more assertive than Madeleine. She is feisty! We are going to have a hard time keeping her out of Madeleine’s things when she is mobile.
As her personality started coming out in month 4—fter she was past the just eating and sleeping stage, she started patting my face, patting my chest, and flapping her arms. She started her one leg dance—hilarious. She flaps her arms when she is excited and especially when she sees Madeleine after some time away. She started to come at my face with an open mouth—I think trying to give me kisses, or at least, that is how I like to think of it. Her hair started to grow, every day she looked fuzzier!
Months four and five—she is a roller! She rolled from front to back three times one day and hasn’t done it since! But she started to roll a lot from back to front—and now she is starting to prefer being on her tummy to play. She got a tooth. Then she got another one. The two on the bottom, boy are they sharp, but so far she hasn’t bitten me. Her little butt is plump—her sister’s never was. Her eyes are still blue—I hope they stay blue!! She started sitting in her little seat—banging her toys while we eat and shouting. Madeleine would look at her, this little creature who got so loud, with an expression of “what is THAT?!”
Month six—she started flapping her hand—just opening and closing the fingers over and over, mostly while nursing, doing it against my chest. She found her ears and likes to flap them around. She kept shouting and banging. She started making loud noises on the inhale—really loud squeaks. And she discovered how to cough. Now she does it for fun and loves when Madeleine does it too. She has more hair and those eyes are still blue! She grabs at my face, my lips, my eyes, my cheeks. She gives me kisses and she sucks on my chin. She lets me cuddle her in a cradle position now—for bedtime. I treasure it, as she doesn’t like it other times. She laughs hysterically to her daddy throwing toys in the air and saying WOOP!
Today is Evelyn’s half birthday, she is six months old already. For weeks now I have been contemplating getting back to blogging—I worry constantly about forgetting things—I wish my mind were a video recorder. I feel like there are already so many details about her first few months that have escaped from my brain. And then there are the details of Madeleine’s days—the girl who is speeding towards FOUR. But I also worry that the blog will be one more thing that my type-A personality stresses over. I don’t need more items on my to-do list. But, I type fast and I am thinking about it anyway, so maybe I should do it! If I do it once a week, that will suffice, I won’t let myself feel bad if I miss an entry. It can be a gift to my girls when they are bigger—my memories of them.
I will start with some catch up on Madeleine since my last entry.
She moved to the big preschool room this summer and is doing well. She is big on testing her limits right now and loses her favorite toys on a regular basis for not listening. She has handled becoming a big sister really well, but I think there are some undercurrents of jealousy and frustration—she is asking for help with things that she has known how to do on her own for a long time, like shoes, pull-ups, washing hands, etc. We are trying to structure some more intentional one on one time with her and pointing out when she gets to do something that her little sister doesn’t.
She knows all her letters. She can write many of them. She can write her name—well, Maddy, if you prompt her with which letter comes next. It is amazing! She can count to 20, she can count to sometimes 10 in Spanish. She knows her colors, in English and in Spanish. She loves to read. She loves her matchbox cars and her duplos. She also loves her fairy dolls—I love that she loves both of these things, the mix of traditional boy and traditional girl worlds. She and I make homemade granola bars—with lots of butter and chocolate chips. She rides a big girl bike—got it this spring. She is confident and fast on that thing! She is playing soccer at school and seems to really like it. She gets to go on field trips this summer—they ride big school buses. Seeing her get on one that first time was bittersweet, she looked so proud but it foreshadows kindergarten and her rolling away from mama! She is getting into Thomas stuff and playing with her train set a lot. She constantly kisses and cuddles Evelyn, telling her that she loves her sooooo much, that she is her little sweetheart, and saying “look at her, awwwwwwwwwwwww.” It is so cute.
She is tall and gangly and has crossed from toddler over to little-kid. She is doing imaginative play and has her first neighborhood friend—she is very proud of this. She likes to say, watch this, watch me, come see, come watch, look. She likes to watch herself in her mirror when her shirts are stuck on her head—I did that too! I used to pretend the shirts were my princess hair. She does too!
She cracks us up:
Is it funny? I am not laughing.
To her dolls: you are in timeout FOREVER. You are a BAD listener.
The last car of a train is a “ca-da-boose” or just a “boose”
She asks for small, medium or big amounts of water and milk.
On hearing that she should drink slowly, she asked “why is it so complicated?”
And now my littlest love. Evelyn. I have not blogged on her before. Her birth story shall be a separate thing for her to read when she is bigger. She is a joy to me every day.
She is adorable and sweet and doughy and plump and yummy. She is smiley and huggy like her big sister. I am so lucky to have these two loving girls. She laughs with her whole body and likes to shout. She is determined to stand all the time and I know she wants to run after Madeleine. She loves to watch her big sister. Her little ears stick out and she has elastic band wrists and ankles and thighs. Her little plump hands look like starfish. Yum.
She was a nap fighter for months 2-4 but we figured out how to help her like naps—darker rooms and a pacifier. Now she goes to sleep on her own most times—very unlike her big sister. I am hopeful that this means less sleep drama for her as she gets bigger.
She has a stork bite—the exact same one her sister had. She had an ear-tag, which fell off at 2 weeks of age or so.
I think she is going to be tougher and more assertive than Madeleine. She is feisty! We are going to have a hard time keeping her out of Madeleine’s things when she is mobile.
As her personality started coming out in month 4—fter she was past the just eating and sleeping stage, she started patting my face, patting my chest, and flapping her arms. She started her one leg dance—hilarious. She flaps her arms when she is excited and especially when she sees Madeleine after some time away. She started to come at my face with an open mouth—I think trying to give me kisses, or at least, that is how I like to think of it. Her hair started to grow, every day she looked fuzzier!
Months four and five—she is a roller! She rolled from front to back three times one day and hasn’t done it since! But she started to roll a lot from back to front—and now she is starting to prefer being on her tummy to play. She got a tooth. Then she got another one. The two on the bottom, boy are they sharp, but so far she hasn’t bitten me. Her little butt is plump—her sister’s never was. Her eyes are still blue—I hope they stay blue!! She started sitting in her little seat—banging her toys while we eat and shouting. Madeleine would look at her, this little creature who got so loud, with an expression of “what is THAT?!”
Month six—she started flapping her hand—just opening and closing the fingers over and over, mostly while nursing, doing it against my chest. She found her ears and likes to flap them around. She kept shouting and banging. She started making loud noises on the inhale—really loud squeaks. And she discovered how to cough. Now she does it for fun and loves when Madeleine does it too. She has more hair and those eyes are still blue! She grabs at my face, my lips, my eyes, my cheeks. She gives me kisses and she sucks on my chin. She lets me cuddle her in a cradle position now—for bedtime. I treasure it, as she doesn’t like it other times. She laughs hysterically to her daddy throwing toys in the air and saying WOOP!