The Whole 9 Yards

This week, it was just us two. It was lovely. We settled into our own little routine quite naturally. I love our every day together. Our home is filled with peace, love, laughter… and chaos here and there. It’s the best.

Amelia, you are growing up so fast. Recently, we have been working on you talking. Momma’s been putting more time into teaching you basic words and sounds, with the help of Ms. Rachel and Blippi, of course. I know you understand us. I love how you show your emotions and communicate with us. Your eyes are so bright and expressive. And my gosh, you have the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen in my life.

You know what, my love. You have such a beautiful heart. Every time you walk around the house, you stop by your brothers Popoy and Peanut. One time, you were sitting on Peanut’s bed and petting him. I love how you go to them when you see them sitting in the corner. Last night, I even caught you sharing your peanut butter toast with Peanut! My gosh, my sweet love. Take that with you when you grow up.

You’ve become so expressive Amelia. All of your emotions are welcome in our home, big and small. Feel free to shout, sing, giggle, laugh, cry. You are safe with momma, and our home is your safe space. You get frustrated, mad, sad, happy, excited, goofy. You are very curious. You like to observe and pick up things, yet you know what not to put in your mouth. Haha!

Another beautiful moment this week was when momma was cleaning your play pen, you walked over to me, took the sponge, and scrubbed the mat too. My smart and helpful little girl.

Sometimes when we play, you get a little rough. You hurt momma sometimes, and when you notice that momma is hurt, you get all shy and give momma a kiss. You distract me with your cuteness….and it works every time, my sweet girl.

It is in in those little moments that you make momma the proudest. I feel like I’ve done something right when I see your kind heart shine. 

Food-wise, you love broccoli! You’re not a fan of curry and unfortunately, you don’t seem to like eggs anymore. It’s okay, my love. Seasons come and go. Momma will cook you more variety.

Your current favorite books are the Peek-A-Who and Old Mcdonald. Good night Moon has also made its comeback to our nightly reads. You love turning the page while momma reads for you, and sometimes you also read along with momma. So smart.

Amelia, I’m sorry I make you cry sometimes. My heart hurts when I see your scared little eyes, every time I change my tone. You know, my love, momma only wants you to always be safe. Momma is never mad at you anak. I’m so proud of you.

As I write this in my notes app, you are sound asleep beside momma. I still can’t believe how lucky I am to have this life with you. I have been on cloud nine since the moment I first laid my eyes on you. Thank you for filling my days with endless joy, anak. You are my life’s greatest blessing.

Good night Amelia Blaire. You are so beautiful, kind, smart, brave, strong, sweet, funny, silly.. you are our world. I hope you are having the sweetest of dreams.

I love you more than life itself.