Motherese: Month Two
Posted on 12.18.06 to Clare, Motherese, Personal by JoanMotherese
Vol 1, Issue 2
My darling Clare,
No amount of reading, not anything anyone can say, could ever prepare me for the gamut of emotions I experienced with you in this second month. Your personality blossomed in leaps and bounds and you are no longer just a screaming head.
You have learnt to respond to your name by smiling, sticking your tongue out and twitching your nose. Sometimes, you will get so excited your face will scrunch up with your widest smile. When you do that, my heart flies with great joy and instantly, the world is filled with so much beauty. I get sent to seventh heaven when your eyes light with recognition when I am near you.
Your world got more interesting when you discovered your hands. Slowly, you realised that you could grab things (like my hair!) or reach out for stuff (like wildly scratching away at my throat when you are frustrated). I nearly teared when you were playing with your play gym, wildly hitting away at the stuffed toys hanging above. You were so pleased with yourself and I was beaming away like any proud parent would. I hope that your life will be blessed with many more moments of achievements like this.
You really grow very fast. It has only been two months and I sort of miss you when you were just borned. Sometimes, I am surprised at how fat your fingers have grown in just a matter of days. You have already outgrew some of your clothes and you are filling up very nicely into new ones.
Your neck is a lot stronger and because of that, you much prefer to be held upright so that you get a good view of the world around you. You will kick up a giant fuss when I hold you in a cradle position and would be really satisfied when you are peeking over my shoulder and chomping on it at the same time.
You have no idea how much I love you, my darling little girl. I am sorry for the times I yelled at you in frustration. You see, when I am tired, I get cranky. When you are tired, you get cranky too. Put both of us cantankerous females together, and it is a recipe of hell for your dad. (I am pretty sure he is definitely NOT looking forward to us suffering from PMS together!)
However, I still love you very much. I cannot imagine my life without you. In fact, I would be lying if I said I was not dreading returning to work (although sometimes I cannot wait when you get too much to handle!).
Month two was certainly an eventful one. I cannot wait to tackle month three already!
Love,
Mommy
