You’re beautiful; for lack of better words, you’re beautiful.
I’ve been meaning to make an update on your life for sometime now. I know one day you will read back through these blogs hanging onto every word as I recall your baby days, so here goes..
Delilah Rain, today is January 3rd, 2018. You are 9 months and 1 day old. You weigh approximately 20lbs & I’m pretty sure you carry most of the weight in your thighs. After losing all of your dark brown newborn hair, your hair is finally starting to grow back very slowly and much lighter in color. It’s hard to say what color your hair will be but judging by your dark eyelashes, I’ll bet that you’re going to be a brunette like me. As for your eye color, it’s too dark to be blue but it’s still up in the air whether they’ll be brown, a deep green, or even hazel. Your skin is light and sensitive like your daddy’s. You turn red when you’re hot, cold, or is something barely bumps you.
This last month is has been so much fun watching you learn new things. You’ve started walking all around in your walker, army crawling everywhere, pulling up on things, opening drawers & cabinets, feeding yourself, etc. You’re learning to drink from a sippy cup with a straw but always end up covered in your drink. You are so vocal. It comes as no surprise that your first word was “Dada”. You’ve held your own bottle since you were 4 months & have been sleeping in your bed in your own room since about 4 months as well. You usually wake up once through the night & take one nap during the day that is anywhere from 2-5 hours. You like to put everything in your mouth especially things that you shouldn’t, like a beetle that you managed to get a hold of somehow. You haven’t had any teeth break through yet but we aren’t rushing anything. You’ve eaten a huge amount of fruits and vegetables but you aren’t a big fan of butternut squash.
How do I begin to explain your personality? You’re happy. You genuinely find joy in everything around you. Your light brings smiles to everyone you meet. I often see you entertaining elderly people in stores. There is something so wonderful about the relationship between babies and elderly people. You love other children, whether they’re newborns or 10 years old. You’re so eager to play with them without realizing that you’re just a baby yourself. You’re fearless. The world has not yet hurt you in ways that you can’t forget. My sweet girl, you run at life full speed. You see the best in everyone and forgive so quickly. You were recently bitten by a beautiful big bird & after you cried for a minute, you wanted to be right next to him again. You love animals; birds, cats, dogs, horses. You name it. You’re adventurous. If curiosity killed the cat, then we’re lucky you aren’t one. You need to know what’s around every corner, in every box, drawer, and cabinet. I dread the day when your adventurous soul longs to skydive or swim with sharks.
Watching you grow has been one of the greatest blessings in my life. Everyday I look forward to seeing you learn new things, take new steps, conquer new obstacles. I hope that you never stop seeking the beauty that this world has to offer. I hope you never stop seeing the good in people. I hope you never take for granted this roller coaster we call life.
Forever loving you, Mom.