With an amazing baby. I think a lot of stuff when it comes to people thinking their kids were “predestined” to come in a specific order and such is hogwash. Mostly because i’m a bit bitter about being the youngest. It’d be nice (in a way) for there not have to be a ‘last’ baby, but there always is in every family. In any case… as I watch Katie parade around the house with her carefully swaddled Hello Kitty Doll, i think of the MILLION of times I asked my mom to do that for me, and when she did eventually teach me how to do it for myself… and I think of Katie’s UNENDING love for Babies. I believe that Katie was destined to be an older sister.
Last night as we were sitting at our friend’s home she saw their baby and immediately held her hands out to hold it. Maybe i”m a weird mommy, or something– but Katie takes a shine to babies. ALL babies. She acts really– well mature in a lot of ways. Age means nothing to her, everyone is a play mate no matter how big ore small. I do need to teach her better about not going for the eyes… she has a bit of an eye fettish…. in any case… she held her arms out for our friends baby, who I took (katie was sitting in my lap) and she was just in awe. She loves all babies. She loves all kids. Is it a wonder that we are supposed to be more like children and a bit less like adults? (and I mean a Minnesota bit.) She is amazingly patient (Scott would probably scoff at that, she pitches plenty of fits!) but she will wait if she can see what you’re doing. 🙂
I have felt a bit uneasy as of late. I got some slightly upsetting news and felt pretty down about myself. Correction down ON myself. I am my biggest arch enemy. (Which duh, I know what buttons to press to make myself sink into a depression) I am worried what will happen, how our lives here will change, how we will cope and adjuts… but seeing Katie proudly tote her Hello Kitty baby around makes me feel a bit better. Her vocabulary is expanding by leaps and bounds with such things like giraffe, eyes, MOM (she finally said it about me, though it’s not a regular occurance) She can say bella, and Kitty, Daddy… she’s getting there. It’s amazing to watch her grow. My little mimic who will sit on my lap at any given moment, who was typing on our spare keyboard just because she likes to mimic the clicky noises that mine is making by writing this entry. She is clever and a trouble maker. She is a bit stubborn, but is an amazing helper when needed as well. She loves NPH and Joss Whedon, and we enjoy a round of Dr. Horrible at least once a week. She gives sweet Kisses, and loves to hug me when I come home from work. I look forward to that hug all day.
I do have to wonder now– how will that all change now?
Derringer Meryl [Life as we know it] Out
