Jun
04
2010It’s been a crazy couple of weeks! First, they (and I) had snotty noses. Then, the 3-day weekend brought an all day outing with family, some out and about on Sunday, and Monday fun included ice cream at a friends house and free Chick-fil-a Spicy sandwiches (yum yum).
Aeralind has learned to crawl and sit up on her own, (thus limiting keyboard time) Bronwyn has the most amazing and surprisingly quick “inch-worm” type crawl that I’ve ever seen (her upper body is sooo strong), I’ve been sewing a boys’ costume (random I know… but I had the free fabric and the pattern), and we managed to go on a walk yesterday evening before they crashed. Whew! I’ll be back to blogging more regularly now (hopefully) and I even have four or five things in my queue including my very first pattern with a tutorial. I’m super excited!
But for now here’s some sweet baby eye candy 🙂
Aeralind Grace (smiling deviously about crawling toward me and to attempt to eat the camera)
Bronwyn Hope (making her classic “I’m so excited I have to blow raspberries constantly” face!)
The white linen sunhats were made from a pattern lent to me by one of my followers: Sew4my3. I love them! Your box of patterns will be returning soonish, but after the last trip to the post office, it may be a little while longer 🙂 Thank so much.
May
20
201012:10 Grab my swimsuit to exchange and the handprint on canvas for “The Mafia Grandma” to use in the making of a baby sampler for Bronwyn. Take all items to the car.
12:15 Wipe Aeralind’s Cream of Wheat, Apples, Prunes and Zucchini stick face. Lift her out of her Fisher Price Booster and strap her into her carseat.
12:20 Repeat process with Bronwyn.
12:25 Call Derek and write down his folks’ address
12:30 Start the 1.5 mile trek to the post office
12:32 Arrive at post office, Hop out of the car and unload my replacement stroller (that folds!)
12:33 Unstrap Aeralind and put in stroller. Since it’s such a short trip in, I don’t bother with the stroller straps
12:35 Repeat process with Bronwyn. Push Bronwyn back into the reclining position as she tries to sit up in the stroller.
12:37 Grab bag with contents to ship and proceed to the doorway.
12:39 Realize my stroller is stuck in the doorway to the post office
12:40 Nice African American man plucks my stroller out of the door and says “Looks like that’s not going to work.” He proceeds into the Post Office.
12:41 Deep calming breaths
12:42 Attempt to fit in the side door.
12:43 FAIL
12:43:20 Deep calming breaths
12:44 Push stroller back to car. Plop Bronwyn in her carseat. Plop Aeralind on the floorboard. Put bag with post office items at the foot of Bronwyn’s carseat
12:46 Remove bag and contents from Bronwyn’s clutches/mouth
12:47 Put stroller back in trunk. Remove picnic blanket from trunk.
12:48 Place picnic blanket next to car. Lift Aeralind from floorboard and onto the blanket. Remove Moby Wrap that had been under Aeralind.
12:50 Using the Moby Sling Style, strap Aeralind onto my hip.
12:51 Pick up picnic blanket. Pluck Bronwyn up out of her carseat with the blanket hand. Reach with my ‘free’ hand to grab items to be shipped.
12:55 Shut car door with my rear end.
12:56 Of the 10 people in the parking lot watching this process amused, one generous lady kindly asks apologetically if she can help. She didn’t want me to think she was a weirdo.
12:57 Nice lady is holding Bronwyn and we all walk into the Post Office
12:58 I grab poster tube for the cross stitch canvas.
12:59 I ask post office dude what would be the best option for shipping back my swimsuit exchange.
1:03 I filled out the address labels while Aeralind whines about being in the sling and Bronwyn eats the nice lady’s purse strap.
1:04 Nice lady runs into her dad at the post office and she explains to him the drama while I finish my transaction.
1:05 I notice that Bronwyn’s diaper has come undone and alert nice lady and her dad about the possible consequences.
1:06 Nice lady hands Bronwyn to her dad while she completes her transaction. I thank her and the four of us head out to the car.
1:07 We stop by nice lady’s dad’s truck to meet nice lady’s mom. Story is retold. I proceed to strap in Aeralind.
1:09 I strap in Bronwyn while thanking nice lady’s dad and he tells me to enjoy my double blessings. I smile.
1:10 I call Derek while leaving the parking lot and vow that I will never go to the post office alone again.
May
11
2010These precious little life changing–life enriching–little gifts have been with us for 8 months now.
8 months of
…sweet little snuggles
…kissing little heads
…unfathomable tenderness coming from my husbands hands
…learning about my own selfishness
…dragon noises
…becoming thankful for 8 uninterrupted hours of sleep
…tiny desses
…seeing double
…struggling to be made new
…pure joy
These little girls just get sweeter and sweeter as the months go by! I wish I could freeze time for just a moment to savor the sweetness as it is right now, but I know that this next month will be even sweeter… and perhaps even more chaotic as I’m practically certain that mobility will arrive this month!
Aeralind Grace
You are a little koala these days. Earlier this month you learned to hold onto my body with your legs while being carried. You cling to my clothing when your are tired and nestle your head on my chest and suck your thumb quietly. I savor that time, breathing in your scent and laying my cheek on your fine hair.
Your koala-ness contrast sharply with independent spirit. Oh, Aeralind, you are a girl who knows her mind and isn’t afraid to let someone know! You do not like mango nor do you like the texture of butternut squash; and you make it known in no uncertain way! You clamp your lips closed, or stick your thumb in your mouth, or make the most incredible faces of disbelief. Lately you’ve been fascinated by the task of feeding yourself. You’ll grab a piece of toast firmly in your hand and manipulate it carefully until you can pull put it in your mouth. 
You spend your days (and even your daytime naps) working on all things physical! Most of the time you are backing yourself into a corner and getting up onto all fours. You love to rock back and forth and can do so for 2-3 minutes at a time. You smile proudly as I cheer you on. You have mastered putting your right leg out to the side and pushing with your foot. You can go in circles this way and often you’ll make your circles wider so you can reach something you want. You also have a pretty decent pincher grasp. Last night you grabbed a red straw off your tray using only thumb and forefinger. You practice this pincher grasp by finding the tiniest little things to pick up off the carpet and stick in your mouth. You’re making more frequent vacuuming a necessity :-p
When we’re out in public, people call you “the serious one.” At home you’re all smiles, but out and about you like to study things and process each situation before sharing smiles. When you’re in the stroller, you’ll rarely play with even your favorite toy, so that you can focus on the interesting world around you. I still can’t believe how visual you are! You’ll pick out my face across the room just to smile or the other day you fixated on little Caroline and smiled and squealed in delight at her.
Bronwyn Hope
You have been dubbed “the pterodactyl.” Words can’t describe how much you love to shriek in joy and how your little face lights up when me and daddy say “Really, Bronwyn?” or shriek back in acknowledgment. Your whole body wriggles in delight when we smile at your antics and that makes you shriek even louder. Oh, I love those shrieks of joy. Even your tiny lungs can shout praise.
Your personality is reflected so much by that shrieking. You love to be the center of attention. You soak up praise like a tiny sponge. You are always reaching for our cheeks, our lips, our glasses, or our hair just so you can catch our eyes and make us smile. You can feed yourself, but you’d much rather have us feed you pieces of food so that you can soak up that connection.
You spend your days trying to decide what you want. One minute you’re all excited to be sitting up like a big girl and manipulating the empty margarine tub, the next you’ll fall over so you can grab and chew on the keys, then you’ll roll over to your tummy because your sister is having so much fun with a ball that you want it too. Maybe it’s not so much deciding what you want as it is thirsting for variety. You sure are excited about sitting up though! When you fall over, you never cry out; instead, I hear you fall and watch as you try with all your might to sit back up.
When we’re out in public, people call you “the smiley one.” You have never met a stranger! You will grin at them and try to grab their hair if they get too close. You’ll shriek to get attention. But you’re also just as content to sit in the stroller, play with your toys, and kick the grab bar. In those moments, it’s almost like you’ve created your own world to play in and are undisturbed by the world passing you by.
