30 Weeks For Goodness Sakes

The girls are 30 weeks and will be 7 months old on Tuesday. SEVEN freaking months. I can't stand it. Time is simply flying by - and my days are allowing only about 2 hours with them before bedtime.  Even though we are pushing back bedtime a bit, I'm usually spending that extra time convincing them that I am fun and funny and worth staying up another 10 minutes.  I do cherish the time with E & S, so much.

I am amazed about the changes from day to day - the new experimental noises, the army crawl to pulling up/over, to stealing toys from one another.  Today I was sitting on the floor watching S bang stacking cups together. One was in her left hand, the other in her right hand, and she was maneuvering her wrist in order to bang them together.  Such a precise movement.  I just can't believe that the brain is developing so quickly, although I delight in these new developments.  E was playing over the air vent on the floor today - pulled herself up to it and was banging on it (her fave pastime).  Just then, the heat came on and starting blowing air up in her face. Her wispy hair was flying up, and she sucked in her breath in surprise.  Then she turned her head back at me and just started laughing!! She would turn back at me and then pull herself back over the vent and giggle.  She was having such a great time playing this game!

Tomorrow we have our first Halloween party, so I'll be sure to post pictures.  Until then, here are some from the 30 week Friday picture session (and the day beforehand)!

 Look at those teeth!

 They faced one another when we sat them down, and the arms stayed when facing us.

 S was all over the place - you can tell because her hair is brushed in her face! 

 Not sure what's up with S's barrette, and I think that E is doing some ballet move

 S is VERY into books. She grabs at the letters and pictures. 

Mobility

I thought I'd take a moment to appreciate mobility.  I am so thankful that I can freely walk around from one point to another, with relative ease.  I don't have to be "stuck" in the same spot every day, nor do I have to rely on others to move me.

I imagine that my girls see me walking freely around them and they think "Hey! I want to move around, too!" or "I can get that myself - I know I can!"

Wee-bits, let me tell you, mobility is not what it's cracked up to be.  I won't be able to snuggle you between bouncy chair and exersaucer.  I won't have many moments hovering over you while you lay on the ground playing.  Our precious little moments together where I am right in front of you, and it's just you and me.  Instead it will be me... chasing after you... as you look ahead.

You now want to roll away.  And mobile me is frozen, in shock, as I watch you scootch away and discover a new independence you have never felt before.

So, instead, I will be there to rescue you when you scoot somewhere far away and out of sight. Places where you will whimper or shout to let us know that you have gotten yourself stuck.  Places a little too-close to sharp corners or floor vents (which I'm sure are fun until you start wanting to drop things down in them).

So, while I am thankful for my own mobility, I am a bit sad that you are finding yours.

28 Weeks

 My little readers.  Nothing like a quiet morning with some lovely reading materials.  

 So, so tired from a long day... but they were troopers for a few shots!

 Violet keeping Emma entertained while we wait for Sophie to put her PJs on.

 Nice high kick, eh?

Serious(ly tired) Sophia.

Peas? No, Thank You.