Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Family
I never really understood the idea of family until now. There is something about having child that makes Pete and I's relationship so much more complete. There is definitely a sense of the divine in being a family- like this is how it was meant to be. Although I believe family means community, neighbors, church members, friends and all those we would call our "village," there is something about the experience of our mini intimate family that helps me to now better be family on the broader sense. I was looking at Nori one day and thought of the mathematics of her making. I was thinking that it took 8 of our grandparents, 4 of her grandparents, and 2 of us to make one of her. It seems that God meant to keep bringing us together in procreation because we can't make a baby by ourselves, then it would just be one to one to one and we would all be doing our own thing. I also have been pondering why we are born as children. If we popped out at age 20 as productive members of society I think the world would be so different. In having babies always among us we are slowed down, brought back to innocence and patience. And in teaching and nurturing we are taught and nurtured. Babies bring us back to God in the circle of the world family.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
I'm 2 months old!!!
I can't believe I'm two months old already! I have been very busy growing and working on my personality. About two weeks ago I learned how to smile and boy do "Small eyes" and "Boobs" love it. Small eyes started staying home with me on Mondays and it is so much fun. I miss Boobs only for her boobs, I am not as fond of the bottle- but I am getting the hang of it. I don't understand why Small Eyes doesn't let me eat from his boobs, he's holding out on me. I smile the most when I am looking at my mobile. There are butterflies AND flowers and I like to make up stories about what they are doing. I have learned that I can make sounds other than crying! It is really fun to coo, but I think that Small Eyes and Boobs speak another language because they don't always get what I am saying. I like to tell jokes but I am the only one that laughs.
About 2-3 weeks ago they stopped holding me so much- finally! Now I get to go in my swing, watch my mobile or have tummy time. We also are getting outside more- I saw grass for the first time after the snow melted! AND mommy keeps telling me about how much fun we are going to have in the garden in a few weeks. When we go for hikes I get to ride in the carrier and look up at all the trees. I even felt the sun on my face this week.
I have been getting LOTS of sleep at night. Boobs and Small Eyes go CRAZY when I sleep at night, so I decided to keep doing it. For the last two weeks I have been sleeping 9pm to 5 or 6 in the morning. They call me their angel and say I am such an easy baby. They also said I am so easy that they might have another baby, so just to keep them on their toes I fuss a little during the day. I don't want to share them anytime soon.
Like mommy, I don't like to take naps too much, but i am getting better. I sleep best during the day when I am moving- in the car or in the carrier. Mommy and I have been getting out a lot more- we have new adventures everyday! Most afternoons I get to snuggle with Mommy and I like that time too. They have been reading books to me a lot but I am not too interested- I would rather look around the room.
I go to the doctor next week and they will weigh me again AND I think I am going to get some shots. If anyone wants to rescue me, just come and distract them and I will sneak out.
My Baby's Daddy
Monday was Pete's first day home alone with Nori (all day) when I went back to work. I had no hesitation in leaving them, I was looking forward to being back at a job that I love. I was feeling kind of bad about this when people asked me if it was hard to leave her. Of course I missed her, but I realized I was so peaceful because Pete feels like an extension of me- so in that way I wasn't really away from her. The idea of leaving her somewhere else all day did bother me, which felt like the mother response I was supposed to have.
Pete was so excited to spend the day with her. I was a bit tentative of his excitement, knowing that staying home all day isn't always as peachy as it sounds. I expected him to call me often at work, asking of her routines, eating, etc. . . but he didn't! Not once! (of course I called a few times) I at least expected him to still be in his PJ's and say "how do you do this everyday?" when I got home. But to my amazement, he and Nori were as happy as ever AND he did laundry, started the taxes and still had time to do a few things for himself.
This just reminded me again of what a natural and beautiful father he is. Before we had her, I expected him to be a good Dad in the ways I knew him. But ever since the first week of her life I have been left speechless at his love and care for her. It has brought out parts of him I have never seen. He loves her so deeply, responds calmly to her cries, walks her endlessly. He gives her the bottle often and is so patient when she is fussy with it. He supports and cares for me tenderly as well. But what really wows me is the love that I see in his eyes for her. The day after he was at home with her, we were dropping him at work and he hesitated in leaving her and I saw a tear in his eye.
He is going to be at home with her on Mondays until July.
Something about having Nori has brought us deeper in love with each other in a way I never expected. We feel more whole as true family now. I have never been happier in my life.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
This IS my Baby . . .
Yes, this is MY baby- the child I grew in my womb for nine months, the one I have nursed at my breast and pushed out of my body. When I saw this picture I was mortified to realize- she doesn't look my baby?!!! Pete saw it and joked that the caption should be "look at my missionary baby I found in China." Oh my woes. . . will I always get the look at the grocery store- the oh you must be the nanny look? I should get a shirt that says- yes she looks like her father- but I am still her mother!
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