When Max was five months old I started feeling a little queasy. I couldn’t figure out why. Was I still catching up with all the adjustments of having a new baby? Was I not getting enough sleep with all the night-time feedings? Was I just plain sick and unable to kick it? I just felt weird with no real explanations.
So I went to the doctor.
When I told him my symptoms he decided we’d better do an ultrasound. Wanted to make sure there wasn’t something wrong in there.
Turns out there was nothing “wrong” in there.
Nope, far from wrong.
What the “problem” was was that there was a little baby in there…a nine-week old one.
I’m sure I turned white as a sheet when the doctor spilled out the news. Wasn’t I diligently nursing the baby I already had? Wasn’t that birth control?? I was still drinking in my first baby. Dave was still entrenched in the parenting “adjustment” phase. We were about as far away as you can get from the ready-for-another-baby stage.
I remember that drive home from the doctor’s office. I was in complete shock. I remember catching a glimpse of my baby Max in my rear-view mirror. My heart sank as I realized he’d only “get” us to himself for a few more short months. Little did I know how much this baby-on-the-way would complete his world…and all our worlds for that matter.
That night I carefully layed out the news for Dave. As carefully as I explained my day, he still fell on the ground when he heard the “punch line.” Flat out on his back. And it took him a while before he could get up again.
It seems like a funny introduction to what was in store: a perfect little baby girl we named Wellesley Jade (and called her Elle for short). Man oh man are we ever lucky for that little surprise bundle!
So, that sweet little baby turned another year older yesterday.
And as much as I’m stomping mad at her for it, I must admit I just keep liking her even better and better every year…which is saying a heck of a lot since I melted over her the first time I laid eyes on her. Actually, the first time I felt a kick from the inside.
Yeah, the kick was when she really started growing on me.
Before that I was a little irritated with her that she decided to come so quick. But I forgave her as soon as that fluttery kicking started knitting her heart to mine…tighter than I ever imagined possible.
Man, she’s a good girl.
Since it’s our “off year” for parties this year (I do realize I’m going to kick myself next year since I’ll be going crazy with birthday parties all summer…but I’m soaking in the no party thing for now) we had our traditional big family breakfast with presents in the morning:
Made a humongous cake (since the cousins were coming over to celebrate with us too…what was that about no parties??)
And had a big celebration.
If you’re wondering what the heck we are doing floating a cake in our swimming pool, read here.
1) She’s empathetic. She knows how people feel by just looking at them. And she’s right there when she senses they need a little boost.
2) Which makes her a good friend. From the time she was little:
to now:she’s surrounded by such great friends. She sure knows how to pick’em. I’m so thankful for them, and their influence on her too. She’s one lucky girl!
3) She is an excellent chef. She can whip up so many good recipes in the kitchen.
4) She is a hard worker. When she sets her mind to in she can do anything from getting straight A’s to being the only one in our family to make her “summer goals.”
5) She has a great sense of humor and a quick wit. She gets the things Dave and I joke around about and dishes stuff right back to us.
6) She is humble.
7) She could eat babies whole right along with me. I love that. As I was going through pictures of her today there are SO many with her snuggling babies. This makes her one heck of a babysitter. I am so lucky to have her around. She’s definitely the “mom #2” around here.
8) She LOVES photography and is getting so good at it.
9) She has a great and unique sense of style.
10) Great smile, crooked teeth or not.
11) Completely dependable. If I ask her sincerely to do something I know it will get done.