Smilla: month 10
We are in the double digits. It is beyond exciting. And it is beyond sad. Where has our tiny baby gone? Gone, gone.
However, as the months pass and Smilla gets more mobile every day, we also get to have tremendous amounts of fun everyday. Me and the little fox can now play together. We roll balls, hide under pillows, throw leaves, and practice animal sounds. Before, it was always me playing with my baby. But now, this baby plays back! And not only that, she also waves back at you! She has mastered waving goodbye and is utterly proud of it. Don't get too excited though, the princess is very selective about who she graces with a wave.
Remember my "please let the teeth come in, so we can get some sleep"? Well, two tiny teeth have come in. The sleep has stayed away. But she is sleeping in her crib in her own room now. I think the transition was harder for me. Never realized, how attached I was to this little one. Fortunately though, the times were we woke each other up several times a night are over and she seems to be happy in her own room. Some mornings she will wake up and just start playing in her crib, talking away to herself, until I go and get her.
She uses her little mouse-like bottom teeth to gobble up tons of not so soft fruits and veggies, and you can hear a quaint rasping sound, as she scratches and scrapes away on her meals. Too cute!
My favorite though - the kisses! It's not only me and Tru showering her with kisses anymore. She now gives them in return. Sometimes when I ask her for one. And a lot of times, she just offers them up. She offers them, and I take them, as if they are the sweetest present I have ever received. Wide mouthed, sloppy, wet kisses. Again, and again and again. Every time one lands on my face my heart grows infinitely wider.
With so much love around, it's a wonder we get anything done all day. But baby and I are actually a really good team now. We vacuum together, she helps me with the cooking (well, at least she samples, while I cut veggies), we stroll around with puppy Lars and we explore all the crinkling sounds the bags at the grocery store make. We cook herbal tea and drink it, too. We dance together; or sometimes, I akwardly dance around for her and she cracks up about it! She helps me folding laundry and occasionally takes a ride in the laundry basket. However, we also enjoy the moments were we share a room, but I work away or take a break, and she contentedly plays by herself. Everyday life has become a mellow routine for us.
Oh, and because we are in the double digits now, me and Truman have started talking about Smilla's first birthday. After going back and forth about how to celebrate and who to invite; after summarizing what we liked about the first birthday's we attended together this year; and after discussing our different culture's traditions we came to a conclusion. It is going to be simple. And it is going to be tiny. Just as tiny as the birthday baby herself. Simple, tiny and heartfelt, is how we want to make it.
In month 10 Smilla has practiced her walking even more; her tiny thighs showing quite the muscles already. She started imitating sounds and words - preferrably horse sounds. She learned how to suck in spaghetti! And after months of reading to her, she finally discovered the love for books, flipping their pages and looking through them for as much as 30 minutes at a time.
What I've learned in month 10
It is possible, that my daughter constantly wears outfits that are more chic than mine. If a song calls for it, pick up that babe out of the play pen and dance! Coffee dates with my mama friends are the most wonderful way to spend an afternoon. Instagram mamas are so much fun - I never thought I would actually make real-life connections through this little wonderland of square pictures. Frustrated because you haven't made it through one book since giving birth (block books don't count)? Try audio books - it has brought me so much joy on long drives. NoseFrida (the swedish nose sucker) works like a charm - only another mother will understand the excitement you feel when you have successfully sucked out a booger. And most importantly, trying to establish date nights - even if they are at home (for now) - is good for the soul.
Was it hard for you as well, to put baby in her own room? And what are your babies up to these days? Comment below - I always love to hear your stories! And for more Smilla pics join us on instagram @houseofsmilla.