It’s just Eli, Clara and I. The sun is shining, it’s unseasonably warm, about 45 degrees. So far this winter, we haven’t had any significant snowfall and it’s hasn’t been very cold. I am completely okay with this. I swear, every year I despise winter more and more.
Once again, Brian and I discussed moving somewhere warmer someday. I wonder if this will ever happen. I hope it does. I think our life could use that kind of adventure (and fresh air all year long.)
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I wrote the first two paragraphs over six hours ago. That’s a little bit how my days are. I start a project and it’s hours before I can actually complete it, if I can complete it at all.
Clara. During some portions of the day, she smiles at the sound of my voice. She’ll be lying on the bed and I’ll watch her from a few feet away. I’ll say what I always say to her in the voice I always use “who’s this sweet girl? Who is this sweet baby girl.” And I’ll see her smile from ear to ear, even though she doesn’t see my face. Sometimes during diaper changes she can hardly contain her excitement. She’ll kick and throw her arms, her smile makes my heart melt. It’s magnificent.
But then.
(I promise you, she started crying as soon as I wrote that. heh. It’s like she wanted to add dramatic effects to this story.)
Anyway. Most of the day she just cries. Her body is stiff and her legs kick and she fusses and screams and cries for what seems like hours and hours.
But it’s getting better. It is. And even though some days are more difficult than others (today has taken the cake!), I know that soon Eli will be outside playing with the next door neighbor after school and Clara will be playing Barbies and the girl’s house in back of us. Just like Anna and Noah are at this very moment.
She’s already growing up so quickly. She’s already three months old.
Beth – I’ve been a lurker at your site for some time now, enjoying your photography and sweet stories about your family. This post made me want to send you a quick note to tell you to hang in there! My oldest was the most screaming/uncomfortable baby and my next two were only a little better, but you’re right – before you know it they’re grown, walking and talking and little people with a spunky personality all their own. Just try to stay sane until then!
Happy New Year to you and your family!
Oh my…that photo from “behind” is priceless! Love it!
Kathy
So cute! I love your monthly set up to watch her grow. Why are the cutest babies the biggest stinkers?
what a cutie patootie she is! looking so much like a baby and not so “new” this month.
Somewhere warmer? Its been in the 70s all week at my house. We are loving it!
Between 3 and 4 months Tristan just snapped out of it. I really hope the same for you. It was awful.
She’s beautiful, Beth.
Reflux??
Sweet Clara looks so much like you Beth! I love watching her grow! Hang in there. Time is such a sly guy.
This grandma of six could just cuddle her in her sweetness. So cute.
Time does have a horrible way of marching on. I love that first shot of the booty and booties!
She is most definitely your baby girl Beth. She resembles you so much!
I hope the crying lessens and very soon.
I LOVE HER.
What a sweet little girl! Did you make the doll she’s sitting with? Because I’m pretty sure I have that same sewing pattern lurking somewhere inside my computer.
We’ve been having a really mild winter here, too, and I absolutely love it. While the idea of living someplace that’s mild all year, that would mean we have to move.
I’m not sure which I hate more, moving or winter.
And could you please tell Clara to stop growing? Thankssomuch!
Awe, what a precious baby girl!
When my son was about the same age as your daughter he would have those crying fits too. It was painful for the both of us. The only thing that helped me was The Happiest Baby on the Block. By about 4 months he was out of it, I hope it’s the same for you. Your daughter is beautiful.
Even knowing about the crying she makes me want to think about having another baby (except not really, because that is crazy talk). She is seriously adorable.
yes, hang in. My daughter would cry relentlessly every night 4-9 – witching hour!!! – for about 3 or 4 months or was it 6? I can hardly remember now. But gosh, she sure is a cutie (your daughter that is. Mine is cute, too. She’s 5 almost 6 now..)