{this moment}

- My first weekend parenting solo. We miss papa but are having a good time! Happy girls.

Letter to Noa Month 7

Dear Noa,
As I write this, you are bouncing... again.. You get into toys that don't bounce and try to make them bounce. It is really pretty wild. I wish I could just record the sound of you bouncing- you'd think you'd have a concussion- but no, you're happy as a clam.

Your name means movement, and we should have known you'd be a mover and a shaker. You are determined to crawl even though you can't sit on your own yet.. and have definitely got the rolling thing down pretty well. It blows my mind how different you are from your sister. Sena could roll, but chose not to. In fact, we would put her down to sleep at night and twelve hours later she'd be in the exact same position. (You don't sleep that long- yet at least...) You on the other hand, roll, twist and turn and when I go in there in the middle of the night I always find you in some new position.

You are saying "mama" and I think you at least partially associate that with me. (I figure one of my kids should say mama first, right? I mean I did deliver you.) You are still totally smitten with Sena. Just today, I had the monitor on in Sena's room (she was talking herself to sleep). You were awake, and you heard her voice. A huge grin followed while you started looking around for your big sister. The adoration is palpable.

We love you Noa and look forward to what the next month shall bring. Baby proofing?



{Your first Easter... not thrilled about the backpack either.}


love you
mama