In two weeks time it will be a year since I was rushed to hospital in an ambulance, bleeding badly and terrified that my baby was dead. Those icy fingers of horror still haven’t entirely gone away, although I focus now as much as I can on the far that in four weeks time, it will be a year since my Alice was born.
SUuddenly, she doesn’t seem so much like a baby anymore. She crawls so, so quickly, and tries to stand up, but ending up in her hands and feet with her bottom in the air.
Just the last few days, her interest in play has exploded. She is forever peeling I to baskets, rummaging in bags, having a wonderful time exploring life.
So much so that I have spent this morning rearranging her play space. I have brought into it toys that both she and Jessica can play with, like our Grimms rainbow, and the matching peg doll people. The peg dolls are a recent acquisition, and have been an immediate hot with both girls. I had mulled over buying them for ages, and took the plunge when some.good condition second-hand ones came up for sale. I wish I had bought them sooner now I have seen how well they are played with!
I have set out a basket of books, a basket of soft toys, a basket of balls, and one of toys like a child safe mirror, rattle, and so on.
Watching her explore and help herself is fascinating…and I am hoping that the baskets will make it quick to tidy in the evenings!
Alice loves her food. She eats with great enthusiasm, and still puts everything she comes across in her mouth. She roars with real rage should anything unsuitable be gently taken from her! She still feeds at least twice in the day, has a bedtime feed, and whenever she wakes at night…which is often! I plan to let her self wean as I did Jessica…I wonder how long it will be? Some days I never want to do another feed again, but 90% of the time it is the loveliest and most bonding experience.
I can hardly believe that in a month we will be celebrating her turning one. a year, a whole year. Where did my baby go?