Lulu Bean
turned one a few weeks ago and I am staggered at how quickly this year has passed. It is with some sadness that I ponder the fact that I will never again have a baby in my belly or my newborn in my arms.
Memorably, she took her first steps on her
birthday. Watching a baby learn to walk is the cutest thing I have EVER
seen, and I wish this stage would last more than just a few weeks. She
said her first word (which like her sister was 'cat') recently, and it
looks like she is on track to wean herself around the same time her
sister did.
She is definitely
not a baby anymore, which I may or may not have shed a few tears
about... She has been surprising us over the last month or so by
demonstrating she understands and comprehends so much more than we give
her credit for. She is largely silent, but is obviously quietly sitting
back and taking it all in. She has a strong personality, with a stubborn
streak to rival her sister's, and she is starting to display a great
sense of humour. What a beautiful age this is. I'm desperately going to miss it.
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