Last Wednesday, exactly on her due date, little Miss Gwenyth Claire Robertson arrived at 6:10 p.m. on 10/6. Welcome to the world little Gwen! You are more loved than you can ever imagine and I wish very much that I was there to hold you through a nap and examine your little hands and feet, gaze back at your very open and very alert eyes.
There were a couple times this weekend when my son's body, which is usually--even as I "rub back" at night--alive with energy and purpose, felt so still and relaxed on my knee or in my arms that it reminded me of the soft, comforting weight of a sleeping newborn who wants nothing more than to be held close against your skin. I used to have a slight addiction to picking Nicky up out of his crib at 11 p.m. and holding him for a bit, just to remember that feeling of infant stillness. He's so much more aware now that this usually results in him waking up and instructing me "Back bed, Momma." As in, what the heck are you doing, crazy??
This weekend we savored yet another Saturday morning at the market, which will come to a close in November, and made it over to the pumpkin patch on Sunday. It was a "good busy" weekend. By the time I put him in bed last night, he was so tired that he said "Night, night Momma. Go, Momma." I wasn't getting the hint. Right before my eyes, he's getting so much older. So much more independent. So much more opinionated and particular about his particulars. I get a little tug at my heart when I think of how much things are going to speed up when I can't focus nearly all my attention on watching him pass his milestones, jumping up and slapping each one with his fingertips as he passes it.
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This nearly brought me to tears. I too have a hard time imagining the day that our world does not revolve around our first born. Abigail did the same thing last night, we were rocking and she said "crib mama, get in crib" alittle tug at my heartstrings as well. Love you! xoxo
Just saw the latest addition to your family, so very lovely. Congrats! They both look fantastic! When are you due?
This year is actually the first that I've experienced some serious "he's growing too fast!" feelings. But it's about time, my baby's turning seven years old in a month...
Hope you keep feeling well this trimester!
This did make me cry because this very night as I was nursing the new babe I heard Abi Greta talking to her father, asking him to send me in for a kiss and a snuggle and very suddenly I realized I couldn't go- she is growing up sometimes wants nothing more than her independence, but then sometimes all she wants is be held in my arms. We are on the cusp of something, one foot forward- one hand reaching back. It breaks my heart.
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