From this: To this:
Meg is growing so fast that I fear she will be taller than I am by her second birthday. I was really hoping to be the taller of the two of us until at least the age of three. It will be really awkward to try and comfort a toddler who towers over me. Oh, and she is strong. Her little fists pack a punch already. Unfortunately she hits herself as often as she hits anything else. The other day she bonked herself in the face and then just sat there stunned as if to ask "who did that?" I really felt bad for her. I still laughed, because it was funny, but I still felt bad.
Meg is a really social baby, and loves nothing more than hearing people talk. She also loves family dinners, and always demands to be fed at the same time we are all eating. She can be sound asleep, having just eaten ten minutes before, and, once she hears the sound of silverware and smells food, she is up and sucking on her hands. I guess nurture is as strong as nature after all.
I do worry about what Meg is doing to me. I am a complete wuss now. The other day I went to see "Julie and Julia" and cried at least five times because I was so touched. Yeah, touched, by a stupid movie. Don't get me wrong, I have always been a crier, but usually only when I am angry or crazy. I have never cried happy tears in my life before the arrival of Meg. Now, she smiles, and I cry. She gurgles, and I cry. She falls asleep on her Dad's chest, and I cry. Ryan claims that Meg has just made me a complete person, but I know the truth. She broke me.
Surprisingly, I don't mind. After all, did you see that face?
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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She HAS gotten BIG! She's beautiful! And, I, too, think that she has completed you as a person... that's what our children do! That's what they are sent here to do!
I love that - "Who did that?" I know...it's not supposed to be funny.... Poor thing! And she's sooooo cute, I'd be a wuss because of her too!
She is so pretty! It's so amazing how different they look from month to month when they are this tiny. My girls make me cry, too. I just can't believe how wonderful they are.
Oh yeah, having kids broke me into a million pieces. I cry at the silliest of things.
Meg is a doll!
Oh, wow. She's changed so much! I love her hair. :-)
kids screw with you! I'm tellin' ya! you are a different person (and that's ok)
When Megan was a baby the only way she would let us eat in peace was if we set her in her baby pod/ bumbie in the middle of the table like a Thanksgiving turkey so she could observe all the activity. Kids do change you-- I no longer kick homeless people or seniors unless provoked.
Oh. My. God. She is adorable. I love it when they can't control their hands.
Oh,oh,oh. She is so beautiful!
It's kids, man - they totally turn you into crying machines! I can't watch any kind of drama where a kid is in danger anymore. I'm a loser.
I hope that you will all remember that "you never know how much your parents love you, until you have a child of your own."
Hey Lib, I am starting to thing that your anonymous poster is Mom.
She smiled at me on Monday - that has made me so happy!!!
We love this girl!
This is my first visit. She is very precious. I can't say she looks "big" but I guess by comparison. Life transformed. Yours.
~Mary
She really is wonderful. Thank you for bringing her into the family.
THAT. Is a great face. The body's pretty great too.
Ellie
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