One year ago today, at about 9:30 am, this little cutie was conceived.
It was Sunday morning, and David and I were just recovering from one of the biggest arguments we have ever gotten into. (The observant among you will notice that we made up when we were supposed to be in Sacrament meeting.)
As many of you know, we have been married 7.5 years (at the time, 6.5 years) without being able to bear children. We wanted children but didn't feel compelled to pursue any sort of medical intervention. We accepted whatever the Lord saw fit for us and were pretty much OK if that meant living out our mortality as an awesome aunt and uncle.
But on Sunday, September 2nd, I got this overwhelming burning/tingling "feeling" from head to toe that I was going to get pregnant, and I could not deny it.
The first trimester of the pregnancy had its moments of drama and anxiety. During one such episode, I asked David for a priesthood blessing. In it, he mentioned that my daughter and I would be OK. This was when we learned we were having a girl. We couldn't contain our excitement, though not everyone in our families accepted this announcement as truth.
Wasn't she a cute little fetus??
Baby Adhis was born 40 weeks and 2 days after being conceived. And we've been in trouble ever since.
I am fascinated by her brain and body development and am amazed that she favors me. (David is always "the favorite" with people, so this is a weird adjustment for me.)
Lately, it's been nice to get a little less this:
And get a little more of this:
My favorite thing is to get her out of the crib in the morning. When she opens her eyes and realize it's me coming to get her, she greets me with a gaggle of big smiles and grins complete with her little tongue and nose wrinkles. (I tried to get a video of it, but she got shy when she saw the camera and stared at it suspiciously while sucking her thumb.)
One of David's favorite things is this:
When she's ready to sleep, Miss Thang ALWAYS puts her left thumb in her mouth and her right hand on her head. She could be screaming her lungs out demanding we take her out of the crib "this instant!", but as soon as she gets in this pose, she's off to Dream Land.
Maybe that's the pose I should try myself to get better sleep?
[Posted songs: "What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong and "Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World" by Israel "Iz" Kamakawiwo'ole]
[I'll leave "Rainy Day Bells" by Globetrotters up for a while also.]