I often get behind in my blog and end up writing posts months after the event has occurred. For that reason, I often omit things that I want to remember- little pieces of history that I hope to look back on someday. I hope to do a better job at keeping up to date so that everything I want to remember gets recorded.
This is an OLDIE- I probably didn't forget to write about this, but rather intentionally omitted it because I was embarrassed and grossed out. It has been well over a year now and I think it is time to share. When Esme was a tiny baby- I'd say 2 months or so, one of my cats had an accident that involved her. We were sitting on the couch as a family, petting our cat Olive, when the unthinkable happened. Olive sprayed her glands all over me and the baby. To say that I was horrified is an understatement. The kitty didn't do it on purpose but boy was it a stinky mess!! Thank goodness my mom was there to bathe Esme while I bathed myself...stinky! It was horrifying then but is kind of funny today!
I never want to forget the sound that Noah makes when he sucks on his binky.
Most of you know that Stephen and I have decided to bed share with our children. Up until Noah was born, Esme slept with us. This was particularly handy for nursing and I am certain that this arrangement has a lot to do with my children sleeping soundly through the night from such early ages (4 and 5 weeks, respectively). After Noah was born, Esme slept in her crib in the spare room (where my mom was staying) and occasionally woke up and slept with my mom. When my mom left, we brought Esme back into our room and put her in the pack and play and Noah slept in bed with us. Unfortunately, this didn't work out very well at first because Esme would get upset and we would end up with 4 in a bed. We have an American queen size bed (known as king size in the UK) so three is manageable, four...not so much. I ended up sleeping with Noah in one direction (heads at the foot of the bed) while Stephen slept with Esme in the other direction (heads at the top). This worked out pretty well but was not sustainable. With a little persistence and a few tears, we managed to get Esme to sleep in her pack and play all night long! We even got to the stage where I would put her in her crib for nap time and she would go down without any trouble. Same with bedtime- no tears, just straight to bed. Of course, the move changed everything...but I will get to that in another post.
I adore the way Esme has moved from saying HI to saying Hello. This happened soon after we moved to England and I think it is the cutest thing ever.
Esme lost her favorite shoe twice in one day (approx 16 months). The first time she put it in the clearance rack at Target. It took me about an hour and a half to find. Then, on the way home, I noticed the shoe was missing again! I had to drive all the way back to the store. It was in the lost and found. I wasn't impressed at the time but look back and laugh.
I love the way Esme turns everything into a phone and carries on conversations complete with a hello at the beginning and a goodbye at the end. This never fails to make me smile.
I will probably add to this blog...I have been remembering things lately and want to jot everything down! xx
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