So, maybe I’m a little late on the third month post since Miss C turned thirteen weeks last Saturday. But ever since we took our show on the road last week, it’s been a bit hard to keep up with her growth on the ol’ blog. This is humorous to me because of the proliferation of grandmothers in her life since we’ve been traveling, first in Florida with B’s mom Sidney and now in Memphis with my mom AND Sidney. I had planned on blogging nearly every day of this vacation, but the best-laid plans of mice and men… Oh, you know.
I realized a few days ago that I’ve reached the stage of her life as a baby and mine as a mom where I’m not too keen on putting her down or handing her off to others. I’m beginning to feel like I can handle her best, which isn’t always right, especially when I’m exhausted and therefore really should just hand her off so I can rest. But as soon as we get back to North Carolina, this really won’t be a “problem” for me anymore since we have no family there. I really should savor the opportunity to let others love on her.
The other day I was looking at a video of her when she was one day old. Who was that little baby? She moved in slow motion, making strange circles with her mouth and squealing like a kitten. We could swaddle her easily in the smallest receiving blankets we had and they’d stay put on her all through the night. Now, she’s a person, not just a prop in our parental pantomime. She’s what you think of when you think of a baby. She giggles, she holds her neck up, she babbles, she is fascinated with the world around her and interacts with her toys. She is trying SO HARD to roll over, and I expect that she’ll do it in a few days. Sometimes it seems like her body is in close connection with my mind because the moment I start to wonder when she’ll acquire a new skill, she’ll start displaying it.
Miss C loves faces so yesterday when we had a bona fide southern Sip N’ See at my mom’s – complete with cucumber sandwiches and raspberry ice tea – she was in heaven, looking at everyone with 100 times more fascination than they could have possibly had for her. She’s a very interactive person and is happiest when a moment of non-gassiness coincides with a moment of face time with me or B. I thought she wouldn’t make it through such a busy day full of people coming in and out of the house. She had her moments of fussiness and was certainly exhausted by the end of the day, but all in all she made it through like a trooper.
And that’s the running theme in her life right now: whenever I think some activity will be too much for her, she always proves me wrong. At some point her life became regularized through no effort of mine or B’s. She just transformed herself into a non-chaotic little being. The hugely long drive from NC to FL to TN was difficult but manageable. The Sip ‘N See was fine. She sat beautifully for her first-ever professional photos, although this was also due to the patience and talent of the photographer. Our old, dear friend Melissa came over the other day and took pictures for her for nearly three hours. I had dreaded the shoot because I had no idea how Miss C would do being dressed and undressed and finagled into poses for hours on hours, but she did wonderful. She’s in the zone in her life right now where we can rely on her to behave like a human, for lack of better words. Here’s a little sample of that wondrous day:
When Melissa posted this sample picture on Facebook from the shoot, I teared up. No, I cried. This is my baby. MY BABY. I could explode with love. She’s my angel.
Everyone tells you they grow up too quickly. I wish I could add to this idea in a new and original way, but I can’t. Everyone is right. Every instant with her is new and beautiful. I’m just drunk with adoration for this girl.