Nov 27

Your first Thanksgiving. A lovely meal at Grandma and Grandpa’s.
It’s a time to be thankful, for all that we have and the fortunes we’ve been blessed with.
What am I thankful for?

  • You. I waited a long time in life and sometimes thought it would never happen but here you are. So much joy. I’m thankful I didn’t miss out on this most amazing love.
  • Health. Yours, your dad’s, our families, mine. When you were in the hospital in PICU there was a little girl about 2 years old , who had had a tracheostomy, and at Lucille Packard so many little kids in wheelchairs wearing bandanas, and I can’t imagine how hard that is for the kids or the parents. Or worse, for those kids without the medical expertise available to them, both here in the US and abroad. We are so fortunate for our health, may it always be so.
  • Family and friends. My family is far away but close in my heart. I’m thankful for them and hope that as you grow you will also know and love them too. Dad’s family here, so loving to you, such an important part of your life too.
  • Security. We have a roof over our heads, the comforts of abundance, we are not in harms way. We are so fortunate for our sense of security and peace of mind. (Especially given terrorist attacks today in Mumbai, India).

There are so many things to be thankful for, and these are just a few. Most of all, I’m just thankful for all the love you bring, and for letting me feel what it is to be a mom.

Nov 23

A cute game of peekaboo with Taite … Click the play button below to watch.

Nov 21

We went tonight to the 27th annual Holiday party at the Los Gatos Coffee Roasting Company, just to make a brief appearance. This was your first time getting all gussied up for the holidays. You also just had your bangs trimmed today (I tried my best to cut straight, with Brittany’s help!).

One friend suggested you were the cutest baby ever and we should submit your photo to be the new Gerber baby. See, we’re not biased!
Don’t you think you’re starting to look more like me every day ;-)

Your first kinda words yesterday were ‘dada’. You were sitting in your highchair while mommy was prepping your breakfast. You were sing-songing away and then peeped in a ‘dada’ in there. I turned, said, “what was that?” and you repeated a bunch more gobbledegook and then another dadada came out. Daddy had just left for work. It made his day when we told him that night!

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Nov 21

My hair is getting in my eyes.

Just like at the barber shop. Snip snip. Careful, mommy, keep it strait.

Hey, Brittany, now I can see!

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Nov 16

You’re home and you’re happy! Such an ordeal for a little one, but you are bouncing back in quick order. Meal portions are now healthy, you eat everything in sight but without doubt cheerios are your fave. You’re learning to rub your hands together, swish, swish, when you’re full, signing that we’ve taught you. Your way of telling us is to yank your bib off. That works, too!

You love music, and take delight in banging on the piano keys. Here’s a video of you this week, a compilation starting a few days home from the hospital, and then the more recent you towards the end.

Now we just need to get Grandma better. She’s at home all congested and coughing.

Nov 10

I am tucked in bed in this empty, quiet house writing this. You and Daddy are at Good Samaritan Hospital, where you were admitted through ER last Friday at 1am. You’ve been very sick since last tuesday and after much lab work, xrays and swabs you’ve been diagnosed with pneumonia and RSV (Respiratory syncytial (sin-SISH-uhl) virus).

You’re recovering well on IV drip, oxygen, antibiotics, steroids, and nebulizer treatments but still need a few more days. RSV is highly contagious and very common in babies in winter but you are the first case of it this year and suspicion is we brought it from our trip to Canada.

Tonight your oxygen was removed, those little plastic nubs in your nose like a cow ring really bothered you. You’d swat at your nose, brush your face side to side against my chest, the bedsheets, anything to try to get it off. The drip will stay on your right hand until you’re discharged. It looks sore.
This has been the most painful and excruciating thing to watch you go though. When they suction your nose after the nebulizer treatment every four (originally two) hours, you holler and scream and your eyes roll back in your head. You can see all the mucous-y gunk come out in the plastic tubes. But then, afterwards, you can nurse again or take a bottle, and it’s that much better. After you sneeze you can blow actual bubbles on the end of your nose, just like those big bubble rings you will play with in summers ahead.
We’ve had such nice treatment by staff at the hospital, we’re so fortunate to live less than a mile away — helps with our shift rotation through the nights. While you were in Intensive Care the first night, daddy sat with you 11 pm until 5am, then I took over. That was a long night! Now you’re in the pediatrics ward there is a bed where one of us stays next to you, it’s like a nice hotel room.
Friends and family have been very supportive, with many offers for meal support, phone calls, emails, and moral support. Lots of expressions of good wishes, prayers, positive energy and karma for you. Times like these make me remember how important family and good friends are.
I can’t wait to have you back home, all bandage and tube free, healthy, and back to your cheerful self.
Nov 02

We made it home last Monday, after a detour into customs due to a recently-expired Permanent Resident Card (apparently it’s not “Permanent”). A half hour of panic, some teary eyes, a kind customs officer took pity and let us through. You slept through it all, luckily. We got on the plane and you were an angel, as you’ve been with the other flights.

The trip was a long time away from home. Probably too long, although it was nice for you to get so much time with your Oma, Opa, and the Jays (Jackie and Jamie). You visited your Great-Grandma for the second time. Every time I see her I think it will be the last time. She is now frail and lonely, but our visit really cheered her up. She still has a very good sense of humor and little Jamie really knows how to make her laugh.

This trip we also visited with Aunt Myrna; Aunt Wendy and Uncle Allen; Friedrica; Gordon, Renee and Ethan; Joan, Jed and Emerson; and had a lovely cousins birthday dinner at Cathy and Ian’s.

We celebrated mommy and daddy’s 3rd anniversary with a home-cooked meal prepared by Oma and Daddy. It was also mommy’s birthday, after daddy had left, and it was celebrated with family on Caledon Lake. Oma made a wonderful chocolate raspberry ice cream cake (which took 3 days of prep) and served king crab legs, shrimp, chicken pot pie and lasagna.

New things you’re doing:
(Note from daddy) You’re very deliberate about wanting to communicate, in non-verbal ways.

You like to try to ‘kiss’ me by planting a wide-open mouth on my cheeks or lips and sucking, all the while gazing intently at my eyes. Funny! You did this in Dr Hal’s office, I asked what she thought.. she suggested kisses!

You’re very social. You love to make eye contact whenever we are out and try to win a smile from a passer-by. The plane trip home was unsettling for you as the tired businessmen on the plane were not very interested in smiling back at you or engaging with you. A bit of rejection didn’t slow you down, you were still making attempts by the time we landed, 5 hours later!
As soon as socks are put on your feet you grab them by the toe and yank them off. A real barefoot princess you are.
You love banging and thumping your hands or any instruments whenever you hear
“There’s a cobbler down the street…
making shoes for little feet
with a bang and a bang
and a bang bang bang…”
It became a well-rehearsed song on the trip.

While being changed now, you love to try to ‘escape’. You do anything you can to flip yourself over as soon as the diaper is off, and then start to wriggle your little behind up and away. If you have success you are quick to look over your shoulder with a big grin.

The weaning is beginning. We are down to a couple times a day of breastfeeding, with the one year mark approaching, and being the goal for transitioning. I will miss those nurturing times together — it’s been some of the best memories. As you nurse and look into my eyes, as you reach your little hand up to my nose, as you fall asleep so peacefully. Oh, how you’re growing up so quickly already.

You weighed in for your 9 month checkup (although you were over 9.5 months, as we were away) at 18lbs 9 oz (50%) and 29 ” in height (90%).

For your first Hallowe’en you were a little Ladybug. You weren’t quite sure what to make of the antennae, it seemed. Your friend Nolan Rollins was a lobster…. here’s a video.

And here are some pictures from the last part of the trip, and a few from Halloween too.

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