To my gorgeous Holly
My little smiley girl you are eighteen months old and that feels like a really big milestone and I am not really sure it’s one that I am ready for you to get to.
I can feel the baby years slipping away from me…
It only seems like yesterday that we brought you home from hospital, the final piece of our family jigsaw that we didn’t know was missing until you arrived.
You are my last baby and I am going to keep you little for as long as I can. You will be staying in your cot for as long as I can get away with it and you will wear baby grows to bed until they no longer make them in your size.
You continue to smile all day long and you are rarely without a handbag in your hand.
Your gorgeous curls continue to grow and occasionally you let mummy put a clip in.
The minute you hear any music you start to have a little jig and a twirl, it’s the cutest thing to watch.
You love your midday nap, after lunch you take my hand and lead me to the stairs letting me know that you are ready for a sleep. I take an extra minute to just watch you take your cloth, tuck it under your arm and drift peacefully off to sleep.
You still love your food and would eat bananas all day long if I let you. Some days I can’t fill you up, but I am not complaining, I’m sure the fussy stage is just round the corner.
You continue to play with your babies all the time, cuddling them, pushing them in the pushchair. They are never far away.
You love your sister so much, your eyes light up when she enters the room. Watching you play together, laugh together, cry together it doesn’t matter I am so pleased you have each other.
You are really chilled out, until something doesn’t go your way and then we know about it. You soon let us know that you are not happy about it, you are loud. I have a feeling you are going to be a little one that throws themselves on the floor when they have a tantrum…I guess I will find out soon if I am right!
You love to read, my little bookworm. We spend a lot of the day with you bringing me books, usually the same four books rotated, climbing onto my lap and snuggling in for a listen. Sometimes you will take yourself off to a corner and look at a book on your own. Maybe mummy’s love of books has passed down to you…
You are starting to say more words, but it’s like you tease us by saying them once and then not again for a week or two. But you say ‘Alice’ all day long and it’s adorable. I can’t wait until you are talking and I can hear the two of you having little chats together.
You keep me on my toes, the minute you are free, you are off. You are a lot more carefree than your sister, who always stayed where she could see mummy. Whereas you are not worried, safe in the knowledge that mummy won’t be far behind you trying to keep up.
Going to the park for a swing, still brings out the biggest smile. Especially if we squeeze Alice in the swing next to you and you swing together, laughing together.
At bedtime you love to climb into your sister’s bed and listen to the story and when we say it’s bedtime, you lie down with a cheeky grin and pull the duvet over you. Let’s hope you think beds are this brilliant when we move you into your own big girl bed when you are ten, I mean two…
You will always be the baby of the family and I will let you into a little secret…I was the baby of the family and its pretty cool. You get to do things a lot earlier in life than your eldest sibling did because parents forget that you are younger and also they don’t want you to miss out.
I love you more than I could ever tell you, you continue to surprise and delight me everyday. The way you climb on my lap and wrap your arms around me, melts my heart every time.
Love you always