Already you have two toothy pegs. Now you have the top two middle toothy pegs too. I am sure two more are on their way to add to your bottom set.
I sigh as I apply gel and hope you will sleep peacefully, untroubled by any ache moving teeth may cause.
You smile at me as you lick my finger, I am convinced your tongue is now numb, moreso than your little gums...
Secret smile #1: Shared by the two of us just before you breastfeed (provided you are not upset or convinced you are about to die of starvation...)...
Secret smile #2: Your new little expression shared with the world. You look mischievous as you suppress a grin, your little cheeks dimpled as your eyes tell the true story...
Teddy, you had 3 Christmas celebrations this year. One for my family, one for the actual day & one for Papy's family.
I love you received heartfelt gifts & noone went overboard. Santy Claus was generous & left you a lovely copy of 'Diary of a Wombat' complete with a little plush wombat. You enjoy sucking his little carrot hanging from his mouth.
You enjoyed Christmas lunch, munching on roast chicken & smiling like crazy at Great-grandaddy Joe. You spent Christmas morning at the beach & slept through lunch with Papy's family.
All in all I think we have a wonderful collection of memories, full of love & laughter.
Covered in sand from head to toe, you busily sweep your hand from side to side - showering us in the process. I am astounded you did not have any in your eyes, showing off the functionality of your super-long lashes.
A true beach babe...
I always said I would count your first word as the first word you said in context, that you should understand the meaning of it before we could count it...
My pleasure that your first word is 'mum-mum' is overflowing. I am so proud...and your Papy is now busy teaching you 'papa'!
Yesterday marked a spectacular day in our little man's life - his first swim in the ocean.
Indeed, the first time he had felt sand on his feet & salt on his skin. We were prepared for it to be an acquired taste, for a little face to screw up & a wail to be heard. Nope. Not even a little bit...well, maybe a little wail when Papy walked him into the 'big' waves.
Teddy - you loved the beach. Papy took you again today & you loved it even more. Summer is complete already & it has hardly begun...
A little face alight with wonder & hope, aglow with the coloured lights. Christmas time is magical, for young & old.
Teddy is feeling the magic of his first tree, we are feeling the magic of watching him.
Labels labels labels...oh how I adore thee.
To flick or suck or tug...the endless pleasure of a tag!
Today we met your nanny. She was spectacular, our own Mary Poppins. I knew when I chatted to her on the phone she was it. Our meeting just confirmed it one thousand times over.
You charmed her, smiling widely & stealing her keys to chew.
It is with much reluctance I will return to my doctorate next April, preferring to while my days away with you...having adventures & exploring our world. No matter how much I wish it were otherwise, I must & so you will have a wonderful friend to play with. You will learn so so much - I am excited for you & anxious for myself.
This is the prelude to a new chapter, it will be a great one I am sure...
You sat with wide eyes, small in your carseat in the large interior of the tow truck. You gazed around, still dazed from your nap.
Our car needed a new tyre - it blew while we were blasting down the highway. Vulnerable we were, you napping in the backseat - me sitting in the driver's seat - on the side of a busy M1. Trying not to think of the tradegy that had befallen a family of five only a night or two ago, very close to where we were.
Thank goodness for roadside assist. When you are older, Teddy, and you have your very own car: you will be getting it. No argument.
You spend quite a bit of your time hanging onto the playpen bars around the telly, trying to get at the Christmas presents inside. I thought you were too young yet to experience the anticipation of gifts unopened...how wrong I was!
To somewhat sate your need, we opened a gift at the Christmas party today. It was a toy truck, your first gift this Christmas. You enjoyed equally the paper & the box, & have since warmed to the truck itself.
I know you will love every gift this holiday, as you love the people giving them...
I quietly shut the windows & close the curtains, moving around your bedroom with a stealth only a mother knows. I tuck you in, my little son, I caress your head.
As I enter my bedroom, next door, I hear it. Loudly.
You are blowing raspberries.
Tiny Teddy has discovered his reflection in the new glossy cabinets that make up the new kitchen.
Almost a hour was spent searching for his twin, the baby boy stuck in the door or drawer he was sitting in front of (or standing against...he has also found the handles...).
What a wonderfully unexpected joy this change has brought us?
Teddy & I spent an hour or so on my bed this afternoon - Teddy was catching up on some long overdue nappy-free time.
To facilitate this blissful expression of babyhood, I cover the entire bed with a waterproof mattress protector. It is a souvenir from my pregnancy...convinced my waters could break at any moment, unwilling to risk my bed, I invested in what has become a very handy item as Teddy & I strive to stay cool in this heat.
Teddy relished his freedom & I dodged the odd puddle...
Teddy's particular way to love is a tad violent...he seems to believe if your face is not bruised (or battered or wet with dribble or grazed by his toothy pegs or you have hair left) he is not doing his job of loving you (& kissing you & sucking your nose or cheek or eyebrow) effectively.
I love his method of loving...I intend to enjoy it as I may not live through it! Now...off to ice my face while he naps...
