twenty-three months (elvie kay)
Elvie Kay turned twenty-three months on the 3rd of February.
This is her last monthly update. Already things have slowed down enough that writing every month becomes somewhat difficult. She’s a character, alright, but not quite the quickly-changing character she has been. She’s settling into herself.
twenty-two months (elvie kay)
Miss Cakies turns twenty-two months today.
I have the day right and I have the months right, but after so many missed updates this year I keep second guessing myself and stopping to count and then recount again. It doesn’t seem right that we’re only two months away from Two Years Old, but then again I feel like she’s really older than she is. It has always been that way for me, ever since Clive was born. The children seem either older than they are or younger than they are, but never just their age. Maybe this is because they change so constantly.
twenty months (elvie kathryn)
thirteen months (elvie kathryn)
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.
ten months (elvie kathryn)
nine months (elvie kathryn)
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.