Robyn turned one yesterday.
I have been doing that thing, all week, where, you remember
exactly what you were doing at this time a year ago. Somehow, I remember lots of details
surrounding the days of the birth of each of my kids. And of course, the laboring experience. Robyns is by far the most vivid. Perhaps because it was the most recent, or
maybe because I went all natural and it was more intense and I have replayed it in my brain more....but I can remember
it so clearly! I will NOT rehash that
story, but at this time, last year, I
had been home from the hospital since noon with the baby....out for groceries
with the new family of 5... done some cleaning and laundry, and settled in for
an early bed time.
Well, the year with Robyn has flown by, as they always,
do. I am so thankful for the health of
my little Robyn, and the wealth of smiles and joy she brings to all the members
of our family. She started out as a mellow
little newborn who slept and ate like a champ, and has remained so happy and
stable! She is BY FAR the easiest child
I currently have under my care, and spends much of her day just wandering
around the house finding things to play with, watching her siblings act crazy,
or hanging out with me in the kitchen. She loves to be around people, and
wrestle with her daddy and Jesse. She
likes to push Janna’s buttons by taking her toys or pulling her hair and
watching her freak out. She loves to pet
the dog and make funny noises at him.
She likes to come and sit by my feet in the kitchen and play with Tupperware
while trying to sing. And she likes to
scoot over to whatever newcomers or guests we have with us, and just stare them
down for long periods of time. As much
as she seems to love being around the action and people, I ask Jesse several
times a day, “ Hey- where is Robyn?” And
he runs off to find where she may have wandered off to. Sometimes she is playing in the closet with
shoes... or tucked into a corner looking at books... or trying to break into
the dishwasher to steal knives. She is
very good at entertaining herself and independent as well. Or maybe, she just revels in a bit of space
once in a while.
What we all love most, though, is her eager smile and ready
laughter. The way she actually hugs our
necks when we pick her up, or pats our back, or just plants a wet one on our
mouths followed by happy gurgles and sometimes snorts. The way she bolts over to Dave when he lays
on the floor and belly flops onto him, or giggles endlessly at Jesse’s antics. I could go on and on, about this special and
lovely daughter of mine, but I will end with a quick list. Cause I just love a good list! Happy Birthday Robyn, we love you!
ROBYN AT 1
Weight: 17 pounds. Long
and lean
Teeth: 4 on top, 4 on bottom
Words: mama, dada,
hi, dog, ya, star
Hair: Oober blond, and growing slowly and surely
Walking: Almost! She takes little sets of 2 or 3 steps all the
time. She finds crawling faster, though,
so prefers that and always uses one leg
to pull herself forward faster
Favorite song: Twinkle Twinkle little star. She always bobs along and tries to sing. Gets the word star in there when I sing it
Favorite activity:
Trying to catch up with the kids running around the house, and wrestling
with daddy
Favorite food: Lasagna ( just like momma) Not a huge fan of fruit
Favorite book: Poor
third child, rarely gets read to individually...but likes to come and slap the
pages when I read to the older kids and point out tiny things like flowers or
stars.
Pet Peeve: Her earrings
snagging on a toy, ripping off, and me pinning her down to put her back them
back in. OR, being taken out of the bath tub. She LOVES the bath and just about drowns herself every time she gets in there. I have to hang on for HER dear life.
Napping: She is trying to drop one of her 2 naps, but I am discouraging
it. Right now, we are trying a short
morning one so she’ll still sleep in the afternoon with the rest of the kids
Sleeping: Goes to bed
around 6:30, and does 12 hour nights sometimes, but often wakes up once around
4 am for a quick feed and back to sleep
until 7.
Thanks for reading. I’m
out!
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