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"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013"

Maggie: she has had an amazing week. We visited their paediatrician on Wednesday, which included a physio session. Maggie could sit, but very unsteadily, and she was trying to crawl, but could only move her knees forward once before collapsing on her tummy. Yesterday she worked out crawling and is scooting all over the rug, giving little excited noises as she does. She has also become very vocal this week, and is very keen on her solids. Go Maggie.

Elisabeth: poor sweet girl has been unwell. A croaky voice, a slight temperature, clingy, and very sleepy. Yes, her teeth have come through, but both the paediatrician and our GP could not find any sign of infection, but think she has a virus, so she has to ride it out. So do we. Physio was amazed by her mobility, crawling, pulling to stand, sitting down, kneeling, she said she acts more like a 10 month old than the 8 month corrected she is. This was taken during her kitchen sink bath last night. Not sure she approved of the water over her head!

Joining in with the 52 portrait project at Che & Fidel.

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"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013"

Maggie: touching her lip with her tongue is one of this weeks new tricks. She has such a big, honest smile.

Elisabeth: her bottom teeth are coming through, so she has been a bit grizzly. We've only had the pen for a week, yet she has perfected standing up with it, likes to hold on with only one hand, and is now picking up alternate feet and doing a little stepping motion. 

Joining in with Jodi at Che and Fidel.

Friday flowers

Two babies sleeping. Must be time for a quick Friday flowers.

Foxgloves

Poppy

A rootstock rose from a failed graft I think.

Chicago Peace

I am being a bit impatient for the roses to get going. Then I remembered that last year they started when I was in hospital trying not to have the babies! Dear Rob would bring in a bunch of my roses each day, to brighten up my dreary room, and our mood, as I tried to put off the inevitable. 

Our girls were 11 months old (7.5 months corrected) on Tuesday. I can not believe they'll be one next month. I have not shared much of those scary days prior to their birth or indeed the night before they were born. I was in labour, all on my own, as I had sent Rob home, and I stubbornly didn't want to believe it was happening. So I didn't trouble the midwives much until I realised that I had gotten to the pushing stage, then the midwife found out I was fully dilated, with Maggie's head ready to go. The phrase "emergency Caesarian" doesn't quite describe that last crazy rush to theatre (with Rob speeding in from home to make it just in time). 

I've been thinking about it a lot this last week. I may even write about it day by day leading up to their birthday, as I think it is too much for one post. 

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"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013"

Maggie: I know Elisabeth is in the photo too, but you can't help be drawn to the cheeky gleam in Maggie's eyes.

Elisabeth: so serious, outside in the sunshine, but feeling a little worried.

One extra. The girl's first toes in spring grass moment! 

Joining up with Jodi at Che and Fidel.

 

Friday flowers

I tend to feel I need to write a lot for my blog posts to be legitimate. But that's silly isn't it?

I love going back and just looking at what the garden is doing. What we ate. Where we went. 

The sage is in flower, I see it every morning from my bed through the French doors.

The roses have started. 

First Prize. 

Kardinal.

It's Friday which means it's cheese night. The girls both enjoyed the goats cheese on our spring risotto last night. So I suspect tonight they'll want to share our cheese too.

Happy weekend.

P.S. I am halfway through part 2 of our weekend away. 

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"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013"

Maggie: a friend commented on this photo on Instagram "There is another universe in those eyes". I don't think I can describe what I see in my daughters faces any better than that.

Elisabeth: this week again, new skills mastered: sitting, pulling up to kneeling against things, proper crawling, saying dadadadada. She can leave me exhausted by the end of the day, but one smile and I melt.

Joining in with Jodi at Che and Fidel.