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22 months
By hissychick | April 19, 2009
“Thankyou Mummy” you whispered to me tonight as I tucked you into your cot , freed at last from the sleeping bag you have grown to so intensely dislike.
Thank you my darling girl.
For the giggles and milky snuggles that we enjoy first thing in the morning and last thing at night, inching ever closer to the amazing goal of two whole years of breastfeeding.
For the love you have for your big sister and the way you sing her name in invitation to play and make mischief together.
For your monkey like acrobatics and the way in which you make my heart leap into my mouth even as I proudly watch your show your older sister how to navigate play equipment that should be well beyond your size and abilities.
For the adorable way in which you play baby, crawling and gaaing and demanding a bottle of water as we cuddle on the couch just like the little babies at daycare, and especially the way you have no idea how to suck on a teat.
For the delight you have for your Daddy and the joyous way you announce “Daddy’s home!!” before propelling yourself headfirst into his arms at the end of a long and tiring work day.
For your burgeoning and fierce independence, demanding “pretty dresses” to wear no matter how inconvenient and how poorly colour coordinated your selection may be.
For the way in which you must always point out when and where you are “sore“. Especially the fact that you will give fair warning that you have a “sore tummy“, allowing me the chance to prepare for the nappy or spew from hell. Or at the very least a chance to publicly deny that the sound of flatulence certainly isn’t emananting from me.
For your stunning vocabulary for one so small, singing all of the words for many a popular nursery rhyme and happily engaing friends and family in your running commentary of the day. It is simply gorgeous to ask you about your day at daycare and to be told who gave you a cuddle and that “E do drawing…see?” as you thurst a masterpiece of colourful squiggles in my face.
For your sense of humour and comedic timing, and the way you will end a large belly laugh with a procalmation of “Funny!”, when it most certainly is.
For your quirky obessional toddler behavour, announcing “I want Dorothy!” the nanosecond your early morning boobie is “all fishy-ed Mummy” as you race to the telly, leaving your bleary eyed Mama in your wake.
For your love (and mine) of The Very Hungry Caterpillar, eagerly pointing out the egg, moon, sun and attempting to count the fruits. Your delight when the butterfly emerges, even when it is the seventh time we have read this classic story in a row.
For your love of twirling, especially in a butterfly print dress, and the uninhibited way in which you will dance wherever and whenever the mood takes you, much to the amusement of all and sundry in the supermarket this morning.
My darling girl, my whirling dervish, my butterfly beauty, my little sunlight soul who makes me pause and delight in all the hithero ignored little things that make this life the joyous mystery that it is.
My heart is full.
Topics: E is good, I'm a Mum, hi ho E is on the go |
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