Our little girl grew up a little while we were in Sweden. In stead of throwing a tantrum when she got upset or felt her parents were being unfair to her, she ran to the other room, threw herself onto a bed and just wept in silence. Those are heartbreaking, but also proud moments. She is growing up and handling her emotions very well. I go to her, sit down by her side, explain to her once again why I said what I said and then I ask for a hug. She always gives me a hug and we go on like nothing happened. She truly is a very understanding and wise little person.Awesome Estonian barbecue weather. Chefs really do need to be creative 😀 Mom gave me this book and I started reading it ages ago. I loved the first 25 pages I read and since then I just haven’t had the opportunity to read. I’m really anxious to get to it and not being able to annoys me. Friendship! Amazing mums have amazing daughters so both me and the Ladybug get to spend our time in the company of beautiful people. I get auntie J and the little one gets baby Simona! Gee, Ladybug, condescending much? This is taken on our roadtrip to Finland – we stopped at a gas station and the Ladybug decided to hang out with these lovely ladies. Those two are a wonderful example of awesome parenting – sisters who are good friends, cherish each other, let each other into their lives and treat their parents with utmost love and respect. I hope I’ll be able to raise my little girl and her future sibling(s) in the same way. And who doesn’t love matching outfits, anyway? Our kiddo and auntie A danced together (yes, in the middle of nowhere with no music on) like two crazies. If A doesn’t mind, I’ll edit the video I shot and upload it here. It really was hysterically funny! When we arrived at our destination (my step-grandparents’ house in Sastamala, Finland) the little lady was given a pair of bunny ears. Give a girl some bunny ears and what you’ll get is sincere happiness. And tons of laughs because a toddler hopping around like a bunny in bunny ears is hysterical. I’ve been sitting here trying to come up with a description to this photo and there’s nothing. Nothing that could put words that even come close to what I feel when I see that picture. Not sure if I feel like laughing or crying, it’s just immense. I love you so much, little person. So-so-so much.
… We spent a lovely day out in the park with wonderful people. The little ladybug was still a baby and I couldn’t possibly have imagined that the incredible love I felt for my daughter would continue to grow and become even stronger by the minute. I cannot believe that a year has gone by and my tiny little bug has already grown so much and is now a witty little toddler. I can’t stand the concept of time – it keeps flying by, while I desperately want to seize every blessed minute, take every single bit in and memorize it!
I realize we’re not all here to share stories about my obsession with shoe shopping so I thought it would be about time to do a post on my most valuable treasure: the ladybug. She’s a year and almost two weeks old now, is 76cm tall and weighs 10.8kg. She’s not walking on her own yet because it seems to me that’s she’s a bit scared of letting go, but she’s practicing holding her balance without holding on to my leg, the couch or the coffee table. Babysteps, right? She recently learned how to climb up the stairs and she’ll pull out my cookbooks from the book shelf, build a tower and climb on top of it to reach shelves that are higher up. She seems to have developed an intolerance for milk so when we started cooking her morning porridge with milk, her legs started resembling sandpaper – luckily she’s just as happy with porridge that’s cooked with water as long as there’s butter. She loves butter.
She’s still funny as hell and really does crack me up – she makes all kinds of different funny faces and enjoys every bit of my reaction (often expressed in giggles). She learned how to kiss so she’ll lunge at me with her mouth open and give me a huge, wet smooch. What can I say? She’s still really awesome. She’s currently growing one of those huge teeth we have on the sides of our mouths (my terminology sounds pretty professional, wouldn’t you agree?) and it’s the first tooth that’s really bugged her. But she’ll be done growing it and then be awesome in stead 🙂 She always does!
The Food – the first photo is from the party we had on Saturday and the second one is from the birthday get-together we had on Sunday.
There’s heart-shaped sandwiches with cognac-cured salmon, chicken balls (two kinds, one of which was an unsalted one for the babies), dip (a homemade tzatziki and a store-bought cheese-garlic dip) & vegetables, (almost) sugarfree banana cookies for the babies, a huge jug of smoothie (yoghurt, banana, blueberries and honey), filled eggs, pigs in blankets and a potato salad. I think that was it… All the babies gathered around the table and kept eating like they had never been fed before in their lives. Needless to say I was thrilled!
The birthday girl playing with balloons
There cannot be a fun birthday without a decent amount of balloons. I’m not taking them down until they start deflating, that’s how much fun I think balloons are!
I admit our apartment isn’t roomy enough to fit 21 guests, but if the guests are as awesome as ours were, having a lot of them in our living room is a thrill!Sweet little Mia was the youngest one of’em all – she gets to call herself a baby for another month and a half. My kid is officially a toddler now!
Auntie Madiken came over the day before the little lady’s birthday and spent the night. We sat at up until 4.30 a.m. cooking, drinking wine and discussing existential matters. Then got up at 10 in the morning and continued to be awesome. I’m so thankful for all her help and even more thankful for how much she cares about the kid. Having her here was the most heartwarming experience in a while!
Ingrid is back to rocking a short hairdo and looking cute as always!
The Kids – my baby sis’ being the oldest one in the picture.
Our ever-so-gorgeous Svea and her little Bianca reading a book together. I think B may very well be the most well-behaved little girl I’ve ever met. Even though her daddy guaranteed that she could be a real rugrat at home, I think that makes her even more awesome!
Little Lukas loves the camera and the camera quite obviously loves him. Here: sitting in the ball crawl that was the biggest hit of the day. All the kids had a go at rolling around in the little tent and throwing the balls across the room.
The Cake (raspberries, curd & white chocolate) – we forgot to serve it and remembered it when almost everyone had already left. Boy did I feel stupid…
Hanging out with Bianca’s dad, enjoying a chicken nugget
With auntie K – They hadn’t met before but seemed to get along really well. Glad they got to know each other!
I don’t know where to start, really… I’m sitting on the couch, exhausted from throwing a spectacular birthday party and completely numb from the stress release. It was a beautiful day among the sweetest people in the world who are all there for me and the little lady and came to celebrate her very first birthday. I’ll do posts on our lovely day later, but there’s something much more important that I need to explain to you.
My eyes keep tearing up because it wasn’t just another day in our life – it was my child’s first birthday. When I opened my eyes in the morning and remembered what day it was, I instantly thought of what I was doing at the exact time of the day a year ago. I remembered the anxiety of knowing it was time, the anticipation, the nerves kicking in and the longing to meet my little miracle. I remembered the exact feeling, I remember exactly who I talked to and what I said, I remember what I did and where I went… by the minute. Why? Because those couple of hours paved the way to my happiness. At 18:55, exactly a year ago, I first held my baby daughter in my arms and every single second since then (even if it has been a frustrating one) has been a blessing. I’ve told the little lady so many times today how thankful I am that she chose to come to us and how much I appreciate being her parent and friend – because I do. She is an amazing person and like with anyone who fate brings your way, I’m just thankful that my child is the person she is. At this time of night (21:37) a year ago, I walked around our hospital room carrying the tiny little person, sang her a lullaby and when I looked out the window, it was snowing. It felt like the most beautiful thing I had ever seen because I saw it with my eyes wide open – what I had gone through only a couple of hours before gave a meaning to my life and looking back I cannot imagine going through life without someone so valuable and precious to live for. I knew right there and then that I’d remember that snowstorm for the rest of my life.
Thank you, loved ones. Knowing that you love my child and appreciate her as a person just as much as I do gives me peace of mind and a sense of security that nothing else could ever bring. Thanks to everyone who’s been there to give advice, discuss the massive paradox that is parenting, for the kind words, for the constructive criticism, for all the laughter and beautiful moments spent together. This year has been a huge blur of happy and it’s all thanks to a little person who brought people together, taught a lot of lessons on love and understanding, gave life a meaning and made sad thoughts magically disappear.
Thank you, my sweet little angel. I’m honored and insanely proud to have you as my daughter and I’ll hope and work hard to one day make you just as proud to call me your mother.
We went to see our lovely doctor (who, starting today is officially my doctor too – I couldn’t be happier) today because it was time for baby’s one-year check-up. The ladybug is now 76 cm tall and weighs 10,6 kg. She also got a vaccine and gave some blood because of her relatively low hemoglobin the last time we went. The doctor thought I looked a little pale so even though I wasn’t a patient of hers, she ordered a blood test for me, too. That says a lot about her professionalism and how caring she is. And I have been feeling a little ‘off’ lately… We’ll call to hear the results tomorrow, I hope we’re both okay. 🙂
What else? Our home is still a mess and baby is ‘helping’ by pulling out books from the shelves and scattering them across the floor. I’m gonna try to get my butt off the couch now and do some ironing.
The little lady has always liked music and singing a lot but a couple of weeks ago she started dancing. This video is shot a week or two ago, the music that’s playing is from a CD with classic Estonian children’s songs and she loves it. Sometimes when she’s waiting for the next song to start playing she is so tense she actually startles when the music starts.
Today I noticed she has added two more dance moves to her repertoire: she now rocks from side to side and waves her hand to the rhythm of the music (both hands if she’s dancing in my lap). This is what she does every single time she hears music, even if it’s just a TV-show theme or a commercial jingle playing.
Oh, by the way, notice how she produces a nice little surprise vomit at the end! Babies are awesome!
Weaning has been going really well so far, the ladybug is very tolerant and open to any suggestions. If it was up to her, baby would eat nothing but ice cream and watermelon but we don’t let her so she has to settle for vegetables. We’ve offered her zucchini, cauliflower and broccoli so far, of which the last was a major hit. She prefers grabbing the food herself and shoving it in her mouth (nose, ear, hair…) but she will eat purée as well if she gets to hold the spoon. Although her holding the spoon means most of it ends up all over her clothes and mine so we make her eat in the nude 🙂
Clearly baby looooooves her some broccoli