Today my baby girl is two years and two weeks old. So yes, this post is somewhat late, but mainly due to the fact that we were basking in the beautiful sunshine alongside the Indian Ocean in Mauritius over her birthday. (More on that in another post)
And my writing mojo still seems to be mainly M.I.A.
It is probably somewhat of a cliché to say that the last two years have flown by, but they really have. Perhaps it is the frenetic pace at which life seems to just happen these days, or maybe it’s because I am getting older, but it seems like just the other day that we brought Caris home from the hospital looking so tiny in her car seat.
I remember it being so much easier the second time around. I had no feelings of panic or worry that I didn’t know how to take care of a baby, as I had done it before. I knew what to expect with the spinal block and the C-section, and I went home after only two nights as I had done it all before. I did not need the nurses to show me how to breastfeed, change a nappy or bath a newborn. And Caris certainly seemed to pick up on my tranquil state of mind, as she was calm and content. I was not a first time mother after all and Caris was perfectly happy as long as she was snuggled against me. And I was perfectly happy to have her snuggled against me.
And I still am. (Although those opportunities have become somewhat rare in line with her budding independence!)
My little girl is a bundle of giggles and smiles and absolute cuteness. She absolutely loves to giggle! She also loves to make people laugh, and she often does silly things like pulling a face or crinkling her nose to make us laugh, and when we do, she chuckles along; pleased as punch. She fits in with everything that we do, like she was always there. She loves to copy everything that Alex does, and in true second child fashion has major Fear-of-Missing-Out if her big brother is doing something that she is too little to do!
Looking back at the photos of her first birthday, I can’t believe how, in the blink of an eye, I now see an independent little girl with a strong will and a fiery temper. (On the flip side of all the cuteness, the terrible twos have also struck with a vengeance! But more on that in another post). I also look back over the past two years with some sadness, as it all seems to be happening too fast, and I just want to savour every moment of her littleness.
Caris, my sweet girl, I hope you know how much you are loved by me and everyone around you. You delight us all with your infectious laugh and your delicious cuddles. Happy birthday my baby, I love you so, so much.