Today marks one year since the day Theo was conceived. I debated whether or not I should note that here. I figure it might be a little awkward for Theo when he’s older knowing that May 5th was the day his parents were doing what no child ever wants to picture their parents doing – but I also think it’s kind of neat to know the day that you came into being. I’ll save you (and Theo) the details but I will say that Theo was no accident, we wanted our babies close together and I knew right away that I was pregnant. I was so sure in fact that even though I took 5 (yes 5!!!) negative pregnancy tests I was still sure I was pregnant (and I was!).
So here I am thinking back to this day last year and my little bear not being apart of our lives yet and I wonder how I ever felt complete without him. I am constantly in awe of these little people and my head spins a little to think that if things had happened differently this day last year, Theo might never have come about. Sure, we may have got pregnant the next month or even a year or two down the track but it wouldn’t have been our Theo and how thankful I am life happened the way they did. Happy one year existence little man.
p.s self portraits with babies is harder than it looks. Theo is wondering why the heck we keep running away, pressing a button and diving back in with him!
While looking around the park today, Theo made an important discovery and boy was he pleased! It was one of the cutest things I’ve seen in a while. He was scanning the park when his foot caught his attention and his head jolted to get a closer look, his eyes narrowing suspiciously and then, as if he realized what it was, he burst out laughing as if to say “I has feet!”.
It has come to my attention that there are few and far between photos of you looking straight at the camera. You are after all cheeky and like to turn away at the last minute. Since I finally got a nice face on I thought I’d write you a letter.
You are almost 23 months old and you are our cheeky delicious girl. You make me smile constantly, sometimes because you’re adorable, sometimes because you’re sneaky. You can say so many words. I wrote out a list but it got ridiculously long and while I was writing it, you kept saying new ones! It was the list that just kept growing. Suffice to say, you are now speaking a lot. My favourite phrases at the moment are “Oh NO, the boy is sad, HE’S CRYING, on no, BOY IN THE WRAP! BOY HAVE BOOB! He’s HUNGRY!”, “You do it mama!” (after I politely ask you to do a task), “PWIYAAAAAAAA” (said only in a screaming voice after asked what your name is) and “Cooking some toast now, I am do it”. You surprise me with how clever, how passionate, how defiant and how loving you are. A few days ago you told me you loved me for the first time without prompting and without me saying it to you first. I had just come into the room and sat on the edge of the bed when you ran over, threw open your arms and yelled “I WUV YOU”. I could have died and gone to heaven on the spot. Today you got a black pen and drew ALL OVER our stool and a patch of carpet, I was very upset and told you that you had to clean it up. When I handed you a wet cloth you threw it back at me and said “NO! You do it mama” then ran away LAUGHING. When you eventually came back and helped me clean it you worked hard huffing and saying “Oh no, it’s broken, it’s drawing, sowwy” and I forgave you right away.
You are my little Peach and you make me a better person. I love you.
And for Tala!
On Sunday, one of our family friends, Natala, who I have known as long as I can remember came to visit and to meet Priya.
Tala brought with her a present for each of the babies from where she works, Eeni Meeni . When Tala gave Peach this outfit P asked to take her shirt off and put it on but once she was half naked she ran away as fast as she could and wouldn’t let us dress her in it! I think she thought it was hilarious because we wanted her in it so badly.
Today I wanted to email some photos to Tala showing what the dress looked like on P so I pulled it out and tried again. This time Peach didn’t want to take it off! She was so smitten with her reflection in her new dress and kept saying “Nice! SHOW DADA!”.
My little soul sister. I am not at all musically talented and have no rhythm so I am astonished at how much this little girl feels the music, from her expressive face right down to her toes, she is our little ham.
At the moment she’s liking The Temptations, Beyoncé, Etta James and Ministry of Sound. To my dismay she’s not into Ben Harper at all.