Firsts

Ahh, the sweetness of sleep. Evie made a third night without much waking up. We got up at 4am to nurse briefly but it was hardly noticeable since she has been known to wake 3 times a night on average. Not that we are thinking of trying for a second already but it does make the idea more palatable when you are getting decent sleep at night.

Evie saw her first fireworks last night. They were spectacular but apparently not so much for Evelyn. Right in the middle she fell asleep. Jumped a few times with loud ones but didn't so much as open an eye. I tried to nurse her when we got in the house but she was out cold. I sat her up and all she did was slump on my lap with her eyes closed. It was the sweetest thing you ever saw. She slept through 95% of her first parade as well. She woke up just in time to be terrified of the fire truck sirens. She was so scared she buried her face in my shoulder. If she wasn't so afraid it would be quite endearing. Of course, they threw candy to her...a 9 month old who can't eat candy or even run to get it. We gave it to the cute little girl sitting next to us. She spent all of the parade picking up candy. I'm not sure how much she actually saw. I'm sure it will be the same next year for Evelyn.

Evelyn has a new sound she makes. I'm not even sure I can describe it. It's a loud grunting noise. Normally I would say that when a person grunts its because they are unhappy or working hard. Evelyn's is out of pure bliss. She does it when she gets to standing and when she is playing in water. I'm hoping we can get it on video so that we can always remember the sweetness of it. Time flies so fast that it's hard for my memory to hold on to the little moments. It isn't until it's gone that you realize how much pleasure it gave you and how much you will miss it. The first time I realized it I was listening to the newborn cries of my friends baby, Emma. Evelyn's cry had lost some of its newness. How much it had changed in only 2 months time. It was hard to face that moment. That these little bits and pieces of a new life where disappearing, changing to a new bits and pieces. Never to be seen or heard again. Everything within me wanted to cry out "STOP" but I know that she needs to grow and change. It's the way of life. It's easier to let this happen because the journey that we are on is a sweet one. The newborn she was and the baby she is now has been a joyous ride. I look forward to seeing the toddler, preschooler, child, teen and young adult that God is molding. She has been a miracle from the start and continues to be that everyday. And I thank God everyday that I am a witness to His greatest most precious of miracles.

Thank you, Lord for this beautiful, perfect little one. May we care for, guide, protect, nurture, and teach according to your will. Amen.