‘Just the 2 of Us’ 2015 – #5

‘Just the 2 of Us’ 2015 – #5

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Every Sunday morning and most evenings too you will find my family and I at our local church.  I’ve been attending church my whole life, I made a decision to go for myself at 11 years old when I realised what it really meant for me.  I haven’t gone to church ‘with’ my parents from the age of 15.  I started going to the local church round the corner from where we lived so I could just get involved with the weekly activities and it was somewhere I could take myself.

The church that we attend now has an amazing children’s work, they take them from age 1 and walking so that the parents can enjoy the service without having to worry about the children disrupting.  As Eden still isn’t ‘officially’ walking, she does take some steps, but doesn’t walk properly yet, she stays in the service with James and I.  We tend to take it in turns going up into the baby area to be with her.  She likes the music and claps along, but once anyone starts talking, she’s at an age where she just wants to play so we take her into the baby area where there is a TV link from the service downstairs and she can play happily whilst we listen to the sermon.

It has dawned on me recently that this time just playing with her at church will soon be over.  If she is anything like Judah, once she is old enough and goes through into the kids work, that’s it, she will be lost to the system, and wouldn’t want to stay out with us in the baby area even if we wanted her to.  They just have so much fun.  Judah regularly asks me mid-week if we can go to church, he loves it there, playing, singing, dancing, doing crafts with his friends.

James was unwell this weekend which meant that I was unable to steal any time away one on one with the children as I was playing with them all (check out the video we made on our youtube channel by clicking on the icon to your right).  It’s nice to remember that on the rare Sunday’s that there are no other babies up in the baby area, this is one on one time that I get with my little princess.  I’m able to just watch her entertaining herself with the toys without having to fight with her brother, or having to teach them how to share.  Just to watch her enjoying being on her own, and snuggling into me when she wants without having to fight for attention.  To see her clapping happily along to the songs that come on throughout the service.  I just love seeing her develop into her own little person before my eyes.

She’s started saying ‘I want it’ when she sees her lunch prepared now, she follows me around saying ‘I want milk’ if I dare to give her some water in her drinking cup.  I love that she is developing her personality, likes, dislikes, identifying her needs, telling me when to change her nappy etc (as if I didn’t already know).  My teeny tiny baby is becoming a toddler, and although she’s still in age 3-6 months clothes, I can no longer be in denial.  She is growing up.

Part of me can’t wait until I can just stay in the service like all the other adults without babies, but I’m also just trying to appreciate every last that I’m getting to have.  I don’t know which Sunday on our own in the baby area will be my last.  After the whirlwind Judah and Eden provided, the year of 2 under 2 is so difficult, and I have the utmost respect for all who go through it, I was glad that Eden would be our last baby.  I’m really pleased that it all happened the way it did, even if it wasn’t our choice to have them so close together.  The time they have together now is brilliant.  They of course need complete and utter constant supervision but they entertain each other, and I have to practically be invited to play with them.  They are happy playing together and I know that in September Judah will be attending nursery and the year after at school.  Then I will have plenty of time with Eden on her own, but in this season where there are always two of them at my side, I will treasure these times in the baby area whilst I still can.  Soon they’ll be gone and my toddler will be off enjoying her own children’s service with her siblings and friends.  For now, it’s just the two of us, but for how long… who knows?

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Happy Fourteen Months Eden

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Happy Fourteen Months Eden

Oh my baby girl, you are growing up so quickly. I cannot believe in 2 months you will be the age your brother was when you came in to the world. It makes me realise how quickly my baby boy had to grow up and not be the baby anymore. He was such a mature big brother and handled your arrival so well when he was still so little himself.

You seem so much younger at this age, I can’t work out if it’s because your brother spoke so much and had started walking at 13 months or if it’s just because you are so teeny tiny. You finally look as though you may be growing out of your 3-6 month old clothes now. They fit you beautifully, I just think you could do with some more wiggle room now that you are trying to walk.

You have been taking the odd step, this is a big thing as before you had shown us that you were capable, you just weren’t interested in trying. Now you WANT to be on the move and everyday you seem sturdier on your feet. You can do the difficult part, you sit in the middle of a room and you stand up without using your hands to steady you in anyway. You must have really strong legs. I have strong legs, they saw me through when I was a dancer and in my days cycling.

I love seeing how much like me you are, although it scares me too. You are very headstrong, demanding, you know EXACTLY what you want and how to get it, and you’re barely 1 year old. I know I will have a difficult job on my hands. I know that I will be reaping what I’ve sown, as I was difficult for my Mum to handle, with my tempestuous ways. I am hoping that I will have a secret weapon though, as if you truly grow to be like me, I should have insight into how to deal with you. I pray everyday for wisdom on how to deal with each and every one of you, and I pray God shows me how to be close with you and for us not to clash too much because we’re alike.

Your idiosyncrasies are hilarious, you absolutely demolish a piece of toast by pulling all the middle out, you never eat the crusts. I think they are too hard on your developing gums and teeth. You can be all ninja when Judah takes toys away from you. A couple of weeks ago, you annihilated him with your kungfu moves, he didn’t know what had hit him. You showed us that although you are tiny you will be able to handle yourself and you won’t just let your big brother push you around anymore.

You are fearless, you jump off things that are way too high for you. I cannot take my eyes off you for a second. You flip backwards off your Dad and my laps at any given moment. You just trust that we will catch you before you hit the floor. So far we have but I dread the day where you may be too quick for us. You always find the most precarious place to sit. You are a natural risk taker already.  You never want to be on my lap when there’s somewhere to explore.  You look so strange crawling around the park in your snowsuit.  I don’t know what people must think of me, but it’s what you want to do and I know you’re little knees and hands are protected.

I’m still feeding you every so often. I fed you in the night last night. I pinched your nose to make you let go when it seemed like you had finished, as last week you bit me and wouldn’t let go despite my cries. You are not as emotionally aware as your brother was, he would’ve been horrified if he made me cry. You tend to laugh in my face, either blissfully unaware, or because you don’t care *haha*.

You absolutely love your brother. To be honest he has barely tried to push you about since you retaliated. You seem on a more even playing field even though you’re so tiny. You both enjoy cuddles, kisses, giggles, winding up Mummy. I love when you sit and have your lunch together. You are my little partners in crime and I look forward to the many adventures that you get up to together.

You get very excited when your big sisters arrive on a Thursday.  You especially love Isis, because she tends to mother you.  We call her the baby whisperer, you will always be still for her when you otherwise wouldn’t be for us.  Isis plays the eldest sister very well and looks after you, I know you feel safe around her even though she’s only eight.  You like playing games with Shayla-Rae.  I think you two will have a close bond as you get older.  You don’t get too much time together on your own at this stage, the other siblings are always around to play with too, but when Daddy had you and Shayla together on Sunday as I ran your brother and sister to their classes and rehearsals, he said he really enjoyed that time.

You are a very well behaved baby, although you are difficult to dress, and it is hard to change your nappy as you never want to sit still.  You are very content pretty much all of the time.  You find ways to amuse yourself and you are very communicative in letting us know what you want.  You can say quite a few words now, ‘Mama, Dada,Nana, Grandad, More, Bread, Milk, Duda (Judah), Isa (Isis), Hiya, Yeah, Ta.  You can climb on and off the sofas and you love to stick your tongue out when you’re concentrating.

You have just started to enjoy watching DVD’s with your brother, although you always seem more interested in pressing on the laptop keys etc. I guess that’s what you see us do so often.  Your brother is very patient with you when you constantly stop the programmes on Netflix from playing by pressing some key you shouldn’t.  He just waits for Mummy to fix it for him.

You still LOVE food, always love food.  You want everything and anything that’s going.  Anyone who has food in a room becomes your new best friend.  People are always amazed when they see you eat as you’re so dainty.  You have been referred to the endocrine department at the hospital and we still have to have your blood taken every so often, but Mummy really struggles to believe that they will find anything wrong.  You are thriving in every other possible way and your Daddy was always petite too at this age.  A little bit more time we will give them to test you, and then we will say ‘enough’, ‘no more’.  I don’t want you hating hospitals as your Dad did just because you may grow later in life as he did.  What’s wrong with being petite anyway?

I’m excited for what this next month will bring.  Your Daddy and I love you very much, as do all of your extended family and I know that as you blossom and grow everyone who meets you will too.

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Happy 11 Months Eden

Happy 11 Months Eden

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So, my baby girl was 11 months old yesterday.  Wow, it has gone so fast.  Although it feels like she has been here forever, the fact that she is so small convinces me that she can’t be nearly one, can she?  Just in 3-6 months clothes and would still fit in the 0-3 months aside from the length she is still so teeny.  We were at a leadership seminar Saturday afternoon and the people on our table were saying how bizarre it is when James (or I) are playing with her… tipping her upside down, swinging her around and kissing her.  They said their thoughts are ‘argh… stop swinging around that baby’ and then they remember that she isn’t a newborn, she just looks like one.

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mirror selfies

There have been so many new little milestones even just in the past couple of days, I think she is celebrating her 11 months on the earth.  She said ‘ankyou’ this morning when I gave her some of Judah’s toast after she had already demolished hers and her cereal (she eats so much).  She climbed Nana’s stairs today when I was over for a visit.  She stood unsupported for a second yesterday, first time ever.  She’s using her walker at home.

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teeny tiny princess

Words she can say now include :










My little baby is not really a baby anymore.  I have tried to ignore it, she still has no teeth, she is so small and light I forget she’s growing up.  I’ve not been able to buy her any new clothes pretty much all year as she hasn’t needed them and then a friend gave me a huge bunch from her little girl who is 6 months younger than Eden.  She still doesn’t fit any of the shoes that we bought her.  0-3 months still fall off her feet, not sure how I will find shoes for my little cruiser.

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munching at Nana’s

Eden was eating her dinner last night at Nana’s and she kept using all of Shayla-Rae’s mannerisms.  It was so strange, to the point where my Mum was saying she had Shayla’s eyes.  Now Shayla has her Mum’s eyes for sure, so that is not true but the little eye-rolls whilst their eyes light up, that is something the two of them share.  So sweet.  So then James and I were discussing if that makes that trait his genetics or if she has learnt this habit from Shayla.  We will probably never know, but I love that they are all so similar even though they have different Mum’s.  It just tightens are family unit all the more.  No-one ever picks up that they’re not all mine unless they chat to me and if the situation demands, I explain.

Happy 11 months our beautiful baby girl, it is going so quickly and I can’t believe that you will soon be one years old.  Daddy and I are so proud of you as are all the family.  Don’t ever change your quirky little ways, we look forward to getting to know you better as you grow and develop.

We love you xxx

Happy 10 Months Eden

Happy 10 Months Eden

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Happy 10 months Eden

So, 9 days ago in the midst of madness our ‘Thumbelina’ became 10 months old.  Only when at a wedding the day after being asked how old she was and giving my ‘9 months’ answer, did I realise… the day before had changed this fact.  Oops, we had missed her milestone in the midst of the chaos.  I have been wanting to post about our teeny tiny princess all week but life has just been too hectic.  Sitting here in the aftermath of Shayla’s birthday party am I finally free to write this post.

Eden has come on leaps and bounds this month, after just finally mastering crawling last month, she is now pulling herself up to stand against the sofa, cruising around the furniture, rapidly getting around our open plan downstairs (dining room/kitchen/living area) and it scares me.  All of a sudden, I realise that I am not going to have one toddler but two on my hands.  I certainly will be kept busy making sure that inappropriate things are out of reach, that they play together without potentially harming each other, and continually chasing the pair of them around the home.  As daunted as I am though, I am also really excited.  It’s really scary watching your last baby grow up, knowing that it marks the end of an era but it’s also lovely knowing that there will be an end to nappies and sleepless nights (until they become adolescents and start going out in the evenings)… eventually.

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so happy and proud of herself, propped against one of many birthday deliveries

I am currently trying to work out how people go about weaning babies out of breastfeeding.  Eden will take a bottle but I still want her to have my milk until she’s 1 year old.  I am trying to prepare myself emotionally for this change, also the practicality of it.  I will be sad when this phase is over but also it will be a bit more freeing for her to be able to go and stay at Nana’s occasionally when Judah goes.  With Judah, because I was so unwell pregnant with Eden he just stopped feeding from me at around this age.  At 10 months old he realised it was easier to get milk from the bottle and used me as a chew toy.  Well, whilst suffering with hyperemesis gravidarum and being mostly bed bound, I wasn’t up for this much, but then cried like… well, a hormonal pregnant person when he stopped feeding from me because I felt rejected.  So, you could say that I’ve not experienced successful weaning before.

If anyone could send me some links to some tips, I want to do this not because I’m OCD and that’s when I said I would finish, I honestly think because she is so small and still has no teeth I would just carry on forever if I didn’t plan it though, but I am unwell and in need of medication that I just can’t take whilst I’m feeding my princess.  I made a choice that I would bare with the dreaded ‘monthlies’ until she was one and then make sure I was fighting fit all month around, especially as by then, they’ll both be able to run rings around me if I need a couple of days bed rest.  It just won’t be practical at all.

With Shayla’s birthday party out of the way and Eden’s 1st birthday looming, I am aware I need to start planning.  We are thinking of combining her Dedication (similar to a Christening but more about her making a choice when she’s older) with her first birthday so it will be more than just a few people at home.  I was too daunted back in May when this was supposed to have originally taken place, anxiety’s were extremely high, but there was also a death in our church family the eve before what would have been her dedication and we knew it was right that we had moved it.  It would’ve been a truly sombre day if we had gone ahead (God knows everything).

Wish me luck with all the planning *smiles*.

Happy 10 months Eden xx we love you and we’re proud of you