Belated birthday post.

This is late, but cute nonetheless. She was not well on her birthday so the actual day was a very low key affair. She has taken her first steps but still prefers to crawl, loves to climb the stairs and trying to keep up with sisters.

Speaking of, here are my girls on the day of their 1st birthday parties, all in the same sweet little Esprit outfit. I just wish that I had taken a proper photo of H before she had lasagne all over her face, was overtired and had a bunch of people singing happy birthday. She looks petrified!

Aside from the pale skin and blue eyes, they really don't look that alike. 

Here is a photo of me to add to the mix too. I think that H looks most like me.

Another celebration

We recently went to a wedding at Nooorrsa but did not realise until too late that the sd card for the camera was back in Brisbane. It has been lovely seeing photos taken by friends and family that have captured things we would have missed had we been taking them. I love my girls in this one. H, looking more like a toddler than a baby, as always is watching and learning from her sister and G is so delighted playing in the sand. 

The wedding was just gorgeous and bride and groom seemed to have a blissful day. Tea Tree bay was a wonderful setting followed by a fun reception at Berados. Children were really looked after by the restaurant with a great kids table complete with paper on the table for them to draw on and nice meals instead of the usual nuggets and chip fare. My big girls were seated with a lovely family of four girls and had such a good time. Husband and I were seated next to her parents who were egging us on to got for a forth "to even things up". Yeah, I don't think so!

Nine months

Nine months ago the sweet girl beside me was a tiny little baby less than 24 hours old. She was drinking mls of colostrum through a syringe while sucking on a finger. Now she wants to hold her very own bottle. (still my

milk- Hooray!!)

Less than two weeks until her palate repair and I am feeling those same things again. Some of the unknown has been removed and I know full well that her recovery will be horrible and sad and overwhelming for both her and me. She is still refusing to use appropriate teats for post op and I fear that things are going to be even worse in the feeding department than after her lip repair.

For now though, here's to a my sweet, tenacious, funny, joyous 9 month old.

Six of the fastest months ever

Here we are. A gorgeous yummy big girl who is looking very tired in this shot taken not long before nap time today.

What can I tell you about her?

She loves being around children and gets a thrill every morning when we go to school. While there, she can spot a staff member who is close to our family from over 15 meters away and will follow her with her eyes.

She is already waving and trying to clap.

She twice has crawled off the bed, once crawling down between us to the end, then off the side. She now sleeps in a cot.

She is highly driven. As we feared, she pulls her nasal stents out all the time and we are now waiting on a second replacement set to arrive from the hospital. Apparently most babies are ok with wearing them, but now and again they get a Houdini who thinks they are optional.

She has the most threatening "you've got to be kidding" look I have ever seen on someone so young. On a day when we have been driving more than usual, I put her in her seat only to receive that look.

She loves cuddles and snuggles right in.

I have a little song that I made up for her and she shakes her shoulders as if to dance when I sing it to her.

She is our world.

Monday morning

A rainy commute today. It feels so cleansing for the start of a new week, month and season. Autumn is my very favourite time of the year so the girls and I celebrated it's arrival yesterday by cooking up a big pot of vegetable soup. It is G's and my favourite but surprisingly DH and B enjoyed some too. Usually he likes a ton of commercial chicken stock in his soup, but I refuse to use it.

The other new thing that we are celebrating is no more arm splints and pipette teat for sweet H. She is so happy to have her fingers back to suck on.

Birthday

Birthday time at ours again. The card on the left is from the girls and the one on the right is from his Mum. She never misses out on sending a card for special occasions. She really is a special lady who raised a clever, ambitious yet caring man. I think I'll keep him.