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I knew I had not posted several months of Elvie’s mostly updates, but I have to admit I was shocked to see these updates haven’t happened in six months. Six months! To say this pregnancy has been rough would be an understatement. Sorry, Cakey-Girl, for leaving these undone for so long.
thirteen months
Elvie Kathryn turned thirteen months on April 3rd.
This girl is something else. She sashays when she crawls; sometimes when she crawls she raises her hands way, way up and slaps the floor in a fashion that can only be called dramatic. I call it her Spanish Walk. She has the run of the house–probably against my better judgement–I won’t say that she rules the roost, but she definitely makes her presence known.
Elvie Kathryn turned eleven months old on the 3rd.
She is busy, busy, busy, ever so busy, only stopping to sleep, really. If she’s up she’s moving, whether it’s standing up and rocking or dragging herself along in her galumphing sort of way, or pausing to turn a toy over and over in her hands while she sings to it, da-da-da-da-da-DA! Even while sitting in her high chair to eat, her feet kick and her little right hand rolls around and around.
Pictures are difficult with a such a busy little bee. Combine that with the fact that she doesn’t care for any of the toys that I choose for her to look at…well, that’s why she doesn’t get many pictures taken these days. [Read more…]
Elvie Kay turned nine months on the 3rd of December.
I have to stop there at that date for a moment and reflect. December 3rd is the day I had a D&C after my first miscarriage in 2007. It’s the day I found out I was pregnant with Clive in 2011 (was it really that long ago?) I am grateful to add another happy marker to that day–three-quarters of Elvie Kay’s first year.
Every month that passes for a baby is another mass of amazements and new abilities. Elvie has grown so much in the past month–her personality has grown, if that’s even possible! She started to really resemble her brothers in some ways and to starkly differ from them in other ways. She’s more herself than she’s ever been before. It’s both a joy and a profound perplexion; how can this little person, the fourth to come from us, just us, be so like her brothers and so unlike anyone else we have ever met? I suppose that’s why these monthly updates are so fascinating for me.
