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2013 September - This Will Be Funny Later

Archive for September, 2013

Milestone Monday: 18 weeks

Things are moving so fast! I swear it was just last week that I found that disgusting, shriveled up little bit of cord in the toe of her sleeper. I remember telling myself it would get better when she smiled at me and that surely it would be any day. Today, she’s smiling and cooing and nursing like a champ. (And yes, those first few rare smiles made life more bearable). I feel like I can’t even track how fast she’s changing, so I’m going to try a new experiment: Milestone Monday.

Obviously she doesn’t reach a new milestone every week, but the alliteration was too good to pass up. So maybe I can start posting what’s new every Monday? We will see how it goes.

This week, she started lifting up her feet one at a time while standing (standing with help). Twice on Saturday, she “walked” over to Fee line this! It was very exciting for everyone.

During tummy time, she has finally started smiling. She also almost has the hang of rolling over, but she plants her hands a little too wide.

She fusses now if you lie her on her back. She can’t quite sit or stand on her own, which means she’s a lot of work! But that’s ok. It’s adorable.

She grabs for things in the book during bedtime story.

When she blows raspberries, it’s to express annoyance or frustration. This girl is ready to take on the world!

That’s all I can think of for this week.

J’s Discant

8/15/2013
You are a melody,
sailing high and sweet into this world
fresh and pure like the flutists solo.
I, your harmony
enfolding you in the thrumming joy
of my love for you.

Counterpoints we have known
and falters in our rhythm
but the metronome beat
of our hearts
has always aligned.

The tune is ever changing
we will swirl closer
then further
but always return
to each other.

You have made me sing
a song of love deeper
than any I have ever known.

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