Posts filed under ‘baby’
apple
We’re all so excited that we’re entering the stage of two-syllable words with the littlest birdie! Of course she also says Mama and Papa, but they don’t really count, but “apple” certainly does. And it’s the same as Wren when she was about this age, crazy! Enjoy.
apple from Ashlea Walter on Vimeo.
15 months
Our funny little bunny, Phoebe Jane, is now 15 months old. She’s still a tiny little birdie, but so full of personality. And a fierce lover of chocolate, just like her Papa. If I had to choose just one word, however, to describe this dear child it would be “sweet.” She just radiates sweetness. She loves to snuggle, hug and kiss her dolls and cuddle up with anything and (almost) anybody. Happy 15 months, lovely lady!
this moment – huuuugs
{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by Soule Mama.
phoebe walks!
Our littlest birdie is walking! She’s actually been walking here and there for a few weeks, but I think she’s mostly walking and just a tiny bit scooting now. Snap! She’s a toddler. I love this stage when one day, she’s a baby and the next–really, the next–she’s walking away from me with arms full of stuff. The strength to size ratio at this age is so crazy! As Chris says, she’s like an ant. Except, um, so much cuter! I had forgotten how much I love this year from one to two as I was mourning the loss of Phoebe as a baby in our arms. This curious, beautiful sponge is keeping us on our toes, right where we should be.
phew
Her cherubic cheeks are deceiving. Phoebe Jane is a wee one. I had to bring her in for another weight check and to share a food diary we had to keep for her. She’s (almost) 15.5 pounds now on the cusp of 13 months. Tiny but mighty. She’s not skinny, just petite. After her appointment, we had to collect a urine sample and get blood drawn at the hospital. It was a terrible morning! Poor Phoebs. Poor Mama. Poor phlebotomists. Oof.
Finally at the end of the day I got a call from our Doctor that all is well as far as they could tell from the tests. “She seems to be just following her own curve.” Phew.
carving out a bit of space
While her sister is being showered with birthday wishes, presents and almost daily “she’s the world’s cutest baby!” attention, our almost three-and-a-half year old is carving out a private space for herself behind the couch. It’s really the only space where Phoebe can’t possibly get to and I’m certainly not going to lift her up and over to join her sister, although she begs for me to. Because she wants to be wherever the biggest birdie is. At all times. Wren has started to slam the door to the bathroom when she needs to use it and yell, “I need some privacy!” Phoebe scoots on over, stands up on the door and bangs her hands on the closed door. Just a preview of the teenage years or are they getting it out of their system now? Oh my.
Some people told me that three was harder than two, but mostly we’re enjoying it. Wren likes to talk about everything and anything, she has an incredible sense of humor and is really into pretend play and helping around the house. Tantrums have mostly disappeared, but those may have been replaced by whining… Sigh. She enjoys going to school, going to dance class and playing with friends. She is very social, so it’s interesting to me that she’s begun to also seek some space just for herself.
Oh biggest birdie, we love you oh-so-very-much. We ALL love to see you change and grow. xo
Happy Birthday, Phoebe Jane!
Oh littlest birdie, we love you so. You are so beautiful and mighty but petite, feisty and funny, bubbly and silly, loud and very sweet. You can swiftly make a mess in twenty seconds that takes twenty minutes to clean up, take the childproof outlet covers off and pull your sister’s hair. You are so fast as you scoot around the floor on your bottom! You don’t have any teeth (yet!), but you love to feed yourself. Almost every day someone says to us, “that is the most beautiful baby!” And we agree. Happy Birthday, Phoebe Jane!
It’s amazing how much changes in a year, isn’t it?
11 months
Happy 11 months to our littlest birdie, Phoebe Jane! We are so blessed to have you with us every day. You shine! Your development is just exploding right now with something new every day. It’s beginning to be hard to keep up with you, little one. You are on.the.move in so many ways. xo
10 months!
The littlest birdie in our nest is now 10 months old! Oh, Phoebe Jane, you make everyone smile. No teeth yet, but you are really working hard at experiencing everything with your little mouth. Turns out a fresh-off-the-vine tomato is a good teething tool. You’re also starting to make your way around the world by doing a bottom scoot, which is not unlike how your sister scooted, but also very much your own. You are more like a little bunny hopping across the floor. Or the beach…
We love you little darling Phoebe Jane. But 10 months already?! How did that happen so quickly?
