Saturday, December 24, 2011

Of Party Testing and Eye Scratching

Here it is! The first of the promised weekly updates. I'm actually excited to watch this unfold. I am such a nerd.

Our week began with Uncle Daniel (to Emily. Daniel or Dude to me) visiting. Emily is infatuated and she loves Uncle Dan's tickles. Apparently, he gives the best tickles judging from the giggling. He is also the only person she will let brush her teeth for more than a second. She has made no attempts to cover up her soft spot for him.


We were very sad to see him go... even though he's only at Auntie Nese down the road.



Bathtime is becoming longer and longer. She is such a water baby and loves sitting there inspecting (read: poking) her bath toys and leafing through her bath books (yes, the walrus is still pretty). She's even letting me give her cuddles after her bath now... but only if I leave her in the bath long enough. Otherwise, I am shown firm disapproval.


I am loving it.



Last weekend we also got very excited planning Emily's first birthday party! Christmas and New Year are always a whirlwind and once they are over, believe it or not, we are looking at a matter of weeks before Emily turns 1.

How exactly this happened, I'm still not sure. There is no way it's been a year since I held that tiny (3kg) baby in my arms for the first time?!

But alas - somehow - it has happened. Time flies and all that.

But I digress. Party planning. Here is Emily testing her party venue.

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[Mummy is already racking her brain trying to work out how she is going to get around the horrible mustard lighting when she's trying to take photos.]

But Emily seemed happy with the toys and entertainment on offer, so we booked the party.

Did I mention? VERY excited.



On Monday, I introduced Emily to the washing machine. I've heard so much about how I loved the washing machine as a child. "Yound n yound", it was called. Complete with hand motions.

Emily was unphased. Her face says it all really.


[Mummy, why so ridiculously excited about something so common?

Well, fine then!]



There was the week-long attempt to be let loose on the pressies under the tree (oh the carnage tomorrow!): If you haven't already seen it, this will explain: Clicky!

And look! Woo! She has more or less figured out the knees!




If you're still wondering what the "Eye Scratching" part of the post title is about, best read this first: Clicky!

Lethal fingers, I tell you!

Still, it's very hard to hold a grudge against a baby! (not that I tried to!) She was amazing that day. Sure, she played up loads, but it was very obvious that she was worried. She knew something was wrong - I had to keep putting her down and holding my hands against my eye in pain! So she threw tantrums and hit me purposely and was generally a PIA. But it was also obvious that it was for attention, so there were many, many cuddles that day.

And then when my sister picked her up, she was amazing and perfectly well-behaved. She didn't cry as I expected her to (just goes to show how comfortable she now is in my sister's care, which I love!). I almost did though (cry) every time my sister sent me a little picture update as I sat in A&E looking like a tramp.


There she is eating dinner in Gabriella's high chair. Denise was very impressed by what a good eater she is (which was news to me as these last 2 weeks have been insanely difficult, but since that day, she's been a different child!)

Speaking of a different child, she may have been well-behaved at Denise's but the next day, if I dared step away from her for ONE SECOND, all hell broke loose. We are talking breathless crying, weeping, the works. She clung to me every time I picked her up, like her life depended on it. My heart hurts a little bit remembering it now, it was so obvious how much attention and care she needed from me that day to make up for the previous. Such delicate and sensitive little beings. So perfect.



Feel like watching a little video? She loves playing peekaboo with me in her cot while I put away her clothes. Listen to her adorable sound effects :)



I love hanging out with her, she is just such excellent company.

Here she is being so good when we went out to my favourite cafe on Thursday...




As I mentioned earlier, "pretty" is still her most used word. However, there seems to be a few new words added to the mix.

"Happy" and "Milk"

I won't add them to her up-and-coming Vocab list yet as she hasn't quite used them enough to have me convinced as yet but I'm sure it's only a matter of time. Along with "baby" which there have also been hints of. (And on one occasion even two words strung together when she looked at herself in the mirror: "baby pretty"...!)



Daddy's off work for the holidays now and Emily is très excited! They get to play more "sack of potatoes"! :)

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:)



That's all from us this week! I know we've just begun, but we'll we taking a little bloggy break over Christmas and the New Year. Rest assured though that you'll hear all about our Christmas anyway, just a little late! Until then, the very best to you all. May your Christmas be everything you want it to be, and 2012 start with a smile, and lots of love xoxo

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Introduction

Welcome to The Pretty Walrus.
(Yes, the blog name will be explained shortly!)

Clare here. I had a little brain wave as I gave Emily her bath tonight. What better way to keep her grandparents and other fans around the world up-to-date with her development than a blog entirely dedicated to Emily? She's reached a stage now where something new seems to be happening every day so it is the best time for it too!

The blog will feature mostly weekly updates and pictures and maybe some videos, with a few "special edition" posts thrown in as and when there is something to report.

Feel free to subscribe to email updates to ensure you never miss a post!



For those who don't know Emily

Emily is a bright, funny and affectionate little girl, who is about to turn 11 months as I write this. She was born on the 28th January 2011 in Medway, Kent, UK. She is the first child to very proud parents, Clare and David.

She has lots of brown hair and grey-green-brown eyes (they keep changing colour even now!). She likes the colour purple, loves music and dancing, adores watching leaves move in the wind and playing peekaboo.

Rest assured, you'll get to know her more through this (her!) blog.



Now. As promised... The blog name

After "Mummy" and "Daddy", "pretty" was Emily's next addition to her growing vocabulary. Currently, anything she likes is "pretty." But one of the first times she said it, she was looking at the picture of a walrus in one of her bath books. Since then, Daddy, the Christmas tree lights and her bottle of milk (amongst dozens of other things) have all been called "pretty" but the walrus remains the funniest, and therefore it won blog name.

We really hope you enjoy reading! x



This blog is dedicated to
Nanna Mimi & Nannu Patrick
and
Nanna Mica & Nannu Tony
xx