I loved every moment of this stage with our Emma. The newborn stage, breastfeeding, witnessing Kevin as a father, witnessing my parents as grandparents, then introducing solids, watching her crawl and learn fine motor skills to eat her favorite snack. Witnessing those moments where I'm like "that's so Kevin" or Kevin saying "you are just like your Mother" and every moment, big or small, in between. We are now parents of a toddler, just like that, in a flash.
When I'm at work, I miss her. When she's sleeping, I miss her. Kevin and I have gone away for a weekend and I missed her terribly, but I survived. I heard it gets better, but I really don't want it to get better because I don't want to be away from her, especially when time goes by this fast and we get reminded every day how short life truly is. I want to be with my family at all times. They are all of me (now I am getting cheesy...the hormones man! They just get worse).
Currently, life with Emma is so curious. I can stare at her at amazement at what she's learning and picking up from us. For instance, we are teaching Emma to be "gentle" with Dexter because Dexter loses a patch of fur whenever she tries to pet him. Well, she is attempting to be so gentle that when she extends her arm and hand to pet Dexter it seems as if she is petting his aura. She's getting it. I am giving her an A for effort. Just the other night, we set her free from her jail and she started moving the chairs near the kitchen and on her way there, she decided it would be fun to play with Dexter's water bowl. Kevin wiped her hand clean and firmly told her, "No, we do not touch Dexter's water bowl or food bowl" and allowed her to keep going to where she wanted to go. A couple minutes pass by and she was on her way back to the living room from the kitchen. She stops right by Dexter's water bowl again (Side note: Kevin and I are staring at her just feet away and she knows this). She lifts her hand to be hovering over Dexter's bowl while staring at her Daddy. Kevin slowly says (picture this in slow motion) "Noooooooo, Emmmmmmaaaaa" and Emma surely gives him a sly smile and slowly puts her hand in the water bowl then she crawls as fast as she can going the opposite direction from Kevin. I couldn't help myself. I burst into laughter. This was surely a moment where Emma did something Kevin would do. She is so Kevin. One more (last one...for now), tonight during bath time, I always have our Disney playlist playing in the background, I have her alphabet letters in her tub so she can play with while I wash her hair and so forth. A song from Hercules comes on (I LOVE the soundtrack of Hercules) and she stops, stares at me, gives me her billion dollar smile, and starts to move from side to side to the rhythm of the music. Thank God she has my rhythm. Although these moments bring me laughter and reassurance that Kevin and I are doing okay as her parents; I pray that one day soon she'll be her own person, and she discovers her own identity. I'm sure this will occur sooner than later because I've started to see Emma's personality grow since she was only a few weeks born.
Now the holidays are right around the corner and I am already saving ideas on arts and crafts on Pinterest for Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years. Last year, she was a newborn and I was delusional and did not have the energy to do anything. I was able to make her footprint as an ornament, but that's about it. This year, I feel like she can be more involved in our traditions and find joy in them. I can hardly wait. I feel like a kid again only this time the joy I feel is coming from the happiness that I see in the faces of my family.
I've said this every time, but I love being a Mother. It has completed me in every possible way.
Good night, world. Remember to spread kindness and joy. Our world and country needs every inch of it.
Much love,
Ale
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