Candles Galore!

6 months!

Definitely starting to catch on to the candle here. So many crazy things happened during your 6th month. But that's another post!

7 months!

Yup! DEFINITELY noticed the candle this month! Take a look at the pictures... last one, you ALMOST burned a hole in mommy's sleeve! HA!

8 months!

This month I feel like you've changed so much at 8 months. It's almost as if my baby has moved on and became a toddler. When I wasn't looking!

Like I said... so much has happened in the last three months. More to come....

10 little toes...

Ha! My first introduction to those precious little toes is a funny one. Minutes after you were born, our midwife, Fiona, showed me your footprint that they took for their records. Now you have to know that I still haven't had a chance to hold you at this point. What she showed me was a TINY little foot print minus ONE TOE!!! I thought you were toeless! I actually panicked for a quick second until they told me that you refused to put your toe down on the paper. See! You were already developing your little personality.

Through the days after bringing you home, I developed an infactuation with your toes. I'd squeeze them all the time, and stare at them when you were sleeping. I'd tickle them just to watch you make them wiggle. They were just so... round. Daddy and I marvelled at the fact that these little toes have never touched ground before. They have no imprint or shape because they were always carried with so much love.

Almost 8 months later, I still have the same infactuation with your toes. And I think you do too! You ALWAYS figure out a way to get your shoes off of your feet. I even search for the kind that DO NOT COME OFF. But you, my little monkey, always find your way. And once the shoes are off... well... then it's only a matter of time before I see those toes come out from under your socks!

We even sing a song about them!

"Everybody knows, I love your toes.

Everybody knows, I love your toes.

I love your feet, I love you hands,

I love your hands, I love you nose,

But everybody knows, I love your toes!"

And then I eat them, and you giggle your contagious giggle ♥

There is a small difference about your toes though. Some are no longer round. Some are even a little flat. You, my princess, are a VERY busy girl these days! You've discovered crawling for about a month now, and along with that came pulling yourself up. But I have to say, your most favourite activity is "walking" around with mommy. I'm sure you'll be walking on your own in no time! (Although I really wouldn't mind if you took your time... haha!)

But the other day, I had to stop and take a look at these toes of yours and marvel at how the world is changing you and shaping you into who you are.... already.

Take in every moment, baby girl. And love life every day as you do now :)

Love you babes!

(PS. soon enough... mommy can paint the adorable little toe nails that come with the adorable little toes! I think we'll start with PINK!)

The reason I write...

is for you.

I went to Gram's funeral today. And afterwards, Auntie Alicia, a few friends, and I spent many hours together... and then I came home.

It was a beautiful ceremony. I always knew how beautiful of a woman Gram was, but after today I wondered... what will people say of me when it is my turn to pass on to heaven, how do people view who I am as a spirit.

As I was feeding your last bottle of the night at 11:30 pm, I wonder, if I passed tomorrow, would you remember me. Would you remember the the way you wrapped your tiny fingers around my own. Would you know how I watch every movement of your tiny being so often and stare at you in disbelief that this tiny little miracle is my own.... You cried for a few minutes as if you waited for me to come home so you could wrap those sweet fingers around my own, waiting for me to pick you up and hold you close and feed you in my arms... and as I did I loved every inch of your soul.

Would you remember the way I hold you when you are scared. Would you remember the way that I pick you up when you are crying. Would you remember the songs that I sing to you, and the times I try to eat your toes, and the way I would give you Eskimo kisses or tussle my hair in your face to make you giggle. Would you remember the way that I try with all my might and being to take every single possible inch of your pain or sadness out of you when you are so little and just need to yell. Would you remember how I would laugh at your smile, and the smirk in your laugh.

I watch you grasp at my hands and wonder will you forever know how terribly I love you. As I am writing this, tears swell out of my eyes because I know as a new mother, I often feel rash and nervous and scared and frustrated, and then there are times like this where I watch you reach for my hand and feel the intense love that I have for you... that a mother has for a child... and I wonder.. if I went tomorrow... would she remember?

I listened to the service today about Gram, and realized, that nothing in the world matters except to make the people that matter to me most KNOW how much I love them. How much my life only matters as long as they know how MUCH I love them.

And I will start with you. Baby girl, I can only write it so many times but I LOVE YOU. One day, I will move on to another world, where I will reunite with those that we love, but know, that no matter how old I am, whether it be tomorrow or 80 years from now, at this moment in time, my heart is forever with yours. That you are my heart. And you are my soul. And I will ALWAYS be with you.... whether or not you can wrap you tiny hands around mine.... or I wrap my wrinkled hands around yours... you are my heart and you have my soul.

Forever and always baby girl.... Mommy loves you.

Heaven has opened its arms...

Your Auntie's Gram was a wonderful gentle soul. She has a heart of gold and I was a very lucky person to have known a part of her. I believe that your Auntie has Grams' heart. She first told me about her on a road trip that we once took together and after meeting "Gram", I knew in my heart that Auntie Alicia was the one for your Uncle Dave.

I just want you to know, that even though you most likely will not remember this amazing woman, that she thought you were such a "Bella" and cared about you. She will forever be your cousin Dallas' guardian angel, and I'm sure she will be keeping an eye on you too.

I've never in my life met someone with such amazing "life advice" as Gram... she would just say these amazing things, that would make anyone think twice about how they view life. She was an amazing hugger, and always made everyone around her feel the love that she has in her.

I remember the day that you were playing in her arms and she was telling a story about how she was so loved by so many people, that maybe that is why she doesn't know how to hate, because she was so loved... well I hope that when you grow old, you feel the same way Solana. Mommy (and so many more) loves you Unconditionally.

Until we meet again Gram....

Slumber Party!

It just worked out better for me to let you sleep. You looked so comfy snoozing away in Nana's playpen so the decision was made. Daddy was working nights, and it was too late at night, so I would stay with you there so you had a good nights rest. Those have been far between since the Teething Monster has been visiting. (And I call it that instead of what I want to call it, since considering this is a book to you, I'm keeping that in mind)

I sat up with Nana and Nono, reading a magazine, as they sat watching the nightly news. We talked about you and the fun that they had with you. We talked about me going back to work soon (sniff sniff) and we talked about Nono's birthday coming up. Reading this, it must sound so boring, but what I haven't mentioned was this was the first time I was spending the night at 'home' since Daddy and I got married.

Nana gave me a pair of her pj's (yikes!) and she gave you a bottle as I lay in my old bed. We talked about how much you've grown, and how crazy it is how quickly life changes.

After Nana put you back down in your play pen, she tucked me in and left the room saying "Sona con los angelitos". That's right, at 29 years old this woman who I have come to admire after all these years, still tucked her daughter in for the night as if she just did it yesterday.

I layed in my old bed, surrounded by memories. The pictures frames of highschool days; the degrees and diplomas hanging on the wall (I'm going to paying for those pieces of paper until I'm old and grey); the coo-coo clock on the wall from my weekend in Germany (remind me to tell you about Baden-Baden, but only when you're old enough); the photos of the Greek Isles that I framed to remind me that I needed to travel there one day (and I promise I will); the piles and piles of VHS movies that I used to watch after my night shifts at a hotel or when I just needed a good chick flick for a good cry; and the bookshelf full of novels that I read everynight before going to sleep.

As I lay there, looking around at the smallest objects that meant nothing to a stranger but a million memories to me, I came across my old bulletin board with pictures of daddy and I from when we first started dating. And it all hit me... this is where I drifted off to sleep every night. This is where I would drift off to dream land, dreaming and wishing for a future EXACTLY as I have right now. What I've always wanted most in life was a family to love and as I was thinking all this, I peeked over the bed, and there you were, breathing softly, and I'm sure dreaming wonderful dreams.

I lay back in bed, taking out the novel that I brought with me from 'our home' and started to read... just as I did for many years before...

At 7am, you decided it was play time and I decided it wasn't... ha! We cuddled in mommy's old bed, as I sang "Itsy Bitsy Spider" to you, and we both drifted off to sleep together... at some point, I heard Nono peeking into my room, to make sure that we were okay, just like he always did. An hour later, we both woke up to Nana trying to take a picture of us (of course she couldn't figure out how to work the camera and snapped open the shades because there wasn't enough light... like THAT wasn't going to wake us up! Ha!).

We all ate breakfast together including you. And talked about what the day was going to bring, just like we used to. When it was time for your morning nap, we headed home to daddy so we could all snuggle in bed together. Before I left, Nana and Nono made sure to tell me that my bed is always there waiting for me, and deep down I know they loved their night, just as much as I did.

It was a great night, and a great morning, and it made me think about where I've come from, where I've been, and how happy I am to be where I am now. As for what our future brings...my dream and wish for you is that as you grow up and and as you move on, no matter where life takes you, no matter where you find yourself, you will always know that mommy wants you to come home so I can tuck you in for one more night too, just like I always have...

Sona con los angelitos Solana

Too many firsts!

This post is LONG OVERDUE, but I've held onto it in my EDIT pile for quite sometime and I finally finished it. Might be late, but not forgotten. (Did you know your mother is the biggest procrastinator you'll probobly ever meet? Here's the proof!)

I have procrastinated this post for way too long! December brought such a busy month and January did not slow down! Your fifth month was full of 'firsts' and so many changes!

Where shall we start???

Your first meeting with The Big Guy!

You stared at him intently... you stared at the lady shaking the bells, and gave her your smirk as if to say "really? that's all you got?"... and then you stared at mommy as if to say "I've been a good girl, right!" and SNAP! I'm pretty sure you told him that mommy really wanted that shiny red diaper bag! Thanks hunny :)

Your photo shoot with Santa was a success... but our wait at the restaurant we hit up afterwards was NOT! This is how we had to entertain you...

well... if the shoe fits....

Five months old!

I'm not sure what you wished for this month, but you really wanted eat that alfajor!

Your first cousin!!!

Dallas Lucas Domenic Dorazio was born on December 21, 2009! After putting your poor Auntie through a hell of a labour (ha! looks like you guys have already been chatting on how to torture your mothers!) he came out kicking at 5:38pm, weighing in at 6lbs 10oz.

I remember being soooo excited to see the little guy, but when I held him in my arms for the first time, it hit me how much I already loved him. The two of you are going to have an amazing life growing up together as cousins!

Your First Christmas!We had such a blast together as a family. Spending time at Nonna and Mundo's house on Christmas Eve, Christmas morning at Nana and Nono's place with Lil' Dallas where you both received your first stockings, and ending the holidays off with a gift opening at Grandma and Grandpa's house where Grandpa presented you with your first fishing pole, and tackle box.

Your First New Years Party!

You were so very kind to ask to spend the night at Grandma and Grandpa's house so that Daddy and I could have a night out with our friends. But first we had to celebrate with you my dear. Countdown and all!

Your First Swimming Lessons

You were so afraid of the water for the first few lessons which shocked me. You normally love your bath time and the sound of water always soothes you to sleep, but for some reason, the pool made you nervous. You clinged onto my neck (not that I minded at all) but after a while you eased up. By the last class, you were crawling around the shallow end, showing off your new skills!

So much happened during these months. It was so hard to keep caught up to you. You are such a busy girl, but momma loves every second of it!!!

Your Baptism... in pictures

I couldn't just mention your baptism with out at least posting a photo journey of this amazing day :)