Human biology really is incredible. Two years ago I was hosting a cluster of fast multiplying cells. Today I have an energetic genuine human being crawling around and giggling. How does it happen? (Now settle down; I know how it happens, I do not need reminding) But how does one moments, one event, one relatively very small period of time, one meeting of people who may be very close or may barely know each other, how does that suddenly become another entirely different human being? How is it allowed without fireworks, a fanfare, something magical to mark that a new creation is taking place? I often wonder about it when I watch my daughter. I could just watch her all day, discovering new things. She has just worked out basic shape sorting and stacking toys and her new favourite game is "putting things on grown ups heads". It looks like she is trying to sock you in the eye with Rabbit; she is actually trying to give you a new hat. But how did that come out of something that seemed so insignificant at the time? When her father comes to visit, I often wonder if he thinks it to but isn't brave enough to say either. How did we, now so separate, make a truly wonderful person not just with ten fingers and ten toes but with a cheeky personality, a mind and a set of thoughts all of her own?
And how did she grow up so quickly, from a very vulnerable scrap barely bigger than an adult hand, into a ruffian that climbs up toilets? It amazes me and fills me with pride that someone who so very nearly wasn't here is now so big. Alright, not big. Relatively though compared to what she was. She has the face of a little girl now. Her physical memories of NICU are barely noticeable scars from cannulas, a very flat head from one side now hidden by wispy curls, a slightly squished nose and wonky-ish legs and hips. But they don't scream ill child. (Hear that Wriggles? No more blinking hospitals!)
And how did she grow up so quickly, from a very vulnerable scrap barely bigger than an adult hand, into a ruffian that climbs up toilets? It amazes me and fills me with pride that someone who so very nearly wasn't here is now so big. Alright, not big. Relatively though compared to what she was. She has the face of a little girl now. Her physical memories of NICU are barely noticeable scars from cannulas, a very flat head from one side now hidden by wispy curls, a slightly squished nose and wonky-ish legs and hips. But they don't scream ill child. (Hear that Wriggles? No more blinking hospitals!)
A few weeks old
approx 30 weeks gestation
approx 30 weeks gestation
1 month old
Promotion to cot
2 months old
First bath at home, around 37 weeks
First bath at home, around 37 weeks
3 months old (term)
Still Quite small really
Still Quite small really
4 months old
Last day of full-time oxygen
Last day of full-time oxygen
5 months old
Erm.....what is this world?
Erm.....what is this world?
6 months old
Who would not be in love?
Who would not be in love?
7 months old
Playing horses in a new flat
Playing horses in a new flat
8 months old
A rare soar up the centile chart
A rare soar up the centile chart
9 months old
A friend!
A friend!
10 months old
Posing opportunity
Posing opportunity
11 months old
Learning to push up
Learning to push up
1 year old
Part child, part magpie
Part child, part magpie
13 months old
Not so mini-break to Great North Childrens Hospital
Not so mini-break to Great North Childrens Hospital
14 months old
Delicious shoes; can I have these instead of baby mush?
Delicious shoes; can I have these instead of baby mush?
15 months old (1 year corrected)
Why buy presents when there is a box?
Why buy presents when there is a box?
16 months old
Foray over the side of the sofa
Foray over the side of the sofa
17 months old
Now fully mastering sitting
Now fully mastering sitting
18 months old
New true love, the swings
New true love, the swings
Yesterday-almost 19 months
ahh...such lovely pictures, and such an adorable looking baby :-)
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful - without doubt, my favourite is six months!
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