I've been quietly working on some pages for Little E.'s scrapbook. Something I've been meaning to do since before she was born. I've had the stuff since last October. Almost a year ago now. It was time that I started doing something.
It's almost sad ... looking back through my pictures of my pregnancy with Little E. Not regret sad, but, the sad that makes you long. I miss her 12am belly kicks. 4am hiccups. I miss the little bum bulge that always stuck on on my right side.
At the same time though, when I find myself in that mood, I try and shake myself out of it. Here I have a wonderful, happy, and BEAUTIFUL five month old and I'm longing for yesterday. What I need to do is stop and enjoy now. "They're only little once." And jesus, is that ever true.
Today like the past week or so, Little E. has been rolling all over the floor. Particularly in one direction. Anywhere she can get by back-belly-back-belly. She is also a whole lot more vocal. She's working on something with her mouth (no, still no teeth) that I cannot quite figure out. But when she gets it perfect, dude, is it ever going to be impressive. I can just tell. She works so hard at it.
This evening was also Little E.'s first time in a stroller since she was two weeks old. It was too muggy to put her in her sling and I desperately wanted to get her out before her bath. I dressed her, put her hat and shoes on and decided we would give the stroller a go. Worse coming to worse, Guy could push the stroller back while I carried E.
But she was really good and seemed to enjoy it. Even though she was a little unsure. She was also the center of attention for all passerbys.
How could she not be though? She's so horribly cute!
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