My 4th baby. My baby that was supposed to stay little forever. How is it that you are 9 months old already? Each milestone is bittersweet. Being the youngest of four means many things.
It means that you have a Mom that has perfected her parenting skills. A mom that has learned to trust her own instincts and not to worry too much about what all the "experts on parenting" seem to think. A mom that doesn't fret the small stuff and embraces and cherishes all the simple, everyday milestones.
It also means you have a mom that is busy. Busy with helping your brother with homework, teaching your sister ABC's, how to write her name and a host of other "school" stuff. Busy with keeping your two year old brother from feeding you M&M's, playing in the ever-so-fun dog bowl of water and hitting you on the head with the spatula he so loves to play with. It means that your scrapbook hasn't even been started.
Being the youngest also means you are loved by many. That the 1st time you smiled, not only did you have a mom and dad that were excited beyond words, you have three older siblings that stood over you trying to get you to smile once again. It means that you have an older sister that announced to her friends, the school secretary, her sunday school teacher, the pastor of our church and the checkout lady at the store that you could smile. It means not only are you kissed daily by Dad and I, you are kissed daily by older siblings that can't get enough of you.
You crawled for the 1st time this week. Your siblings cheered you on. They got down on their hands and knees and put toys out in front of you so they could watch you crawl once more. And when you did, the cheering was loud. The smiles were big. Your siblings are so proud of you! The look on their faces as they cheered you on will forever be etched in my memory. And once again, your proud big sister has announced to the world that her baby sister can now crawl. Yes, you are loved by many.
I watch you with your older siblings and I melt. You love them, you are in awe of them and the look of pure happiness as you interact with them is priceless. Never did I imagine that one of the best things of having four children is watching you interact with one another. Sure, you have your moments. Moments of screaming, bickering and fighting, but at the end of the day, you have each others backs. You defend each other and most importantly, you do love each other.
Today on your 9 month birthday, you cut your 1st tooth. Another milestone, another reminder that my baby is quickly growing up. You went from not being very mobile to crawling, pulling up and getting into everything in a matter of 3 days this week. I was just starting to let it all sink in and then today, your 1st tooth.
9 months......it feels like it happened in a blink of an eye.
With much love my baby girl,
Mommy
1 comments:
Rebecca, she is so sweet and easy going. She just played all on her own in the nursery Sunday. We barely had to do a thing for her. Miss Independent! :) She's precious!
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