Friday, January 14, 2011

Four Months Later

This is what life looks like four months after Maya's birth.  Sabrina is sweet, eager to please, sometimes a quiet companion devouring books by the fire, at other time someone I can have long interesting conversations and make exciting plans with (parties is a favorite topic, as are the characters and plots of the many books she reads).  She is more mature and clever than I often give her credit for, and yet is still so transparent, so easy to connect with, the way young children are. 

CC is spunky and independent (unless she decides she must be a clone of Sabrina), and always willing to be silly.  Her adorable chattering baby voice, her incredible vocabulary and poignant questions and observations, her laughter or her screams fill the daytime hours in our home.  "When I lose my baby teeth will I still be myself?" and "Babies should never die and go to heaven because they just got here from heaven." nonchalantly come from CC's little mind and heart.

And then there's Maya, who like her expression in this photo, is perpetually amazed at everything around her.  She by turns looks stunned (gasping even when surprised) or delighted, gracing us with big open-mouthed smiles, crinkled twinkling eyes and squeals of joy.  Her voice, once a tiny coo, is now loud and steady--always before naps she must fuss loudly for a minute or two.  She gets frustrated trying to turn over and screams with the effort.  And at night she wakes us with her loud babbling. 

And the three together are something very different.  Even with Maya's limited participation, they are often in a world of their own, a world of children, siblings, sisters. Sabrina and CC huddle around Maya as she lounges in her bouncy chair, vying for her attention, singing her songs, patting, petting, stroking her, partnering on plans to entertain their baby sister.  And Maya glows from the love around her.  That the love in my heart and in Patrick's would grow for our new child I knew.  But that my two older children, who were already love personified, would embrace a new being in this way, becoming more loving, sweeter, more generous, that I did not expect.  And witnessing it has been one of the many blessings of the last months.

2 comments:

Kim said...

Just read this, and it's beautiful, just like you and your girls.

Eat-My-Face said...

Hello there! I stumbled across your blog in my quest for crafting-tips. Must say that you have they cutest kids ever. And thanks for all the inspiration!