Very shortly, Kate will be nine months old, and nine months has always been a significant number to me.
Nine months of pregnancy always seemed to drag on, and I always found myself focusing on time: the length of a day, the stretch of a week. Every moment was measured in these tidy bits of time. While I may have grumbled about the effects of pregnancy on my body, I always secretly enjoyed housing my little bun. Having another life growing inside of you -- it's a very intimate experience.
But nine months out of the womb? There's always a bit of sadness when this milestone is reached, because to me it has always signifies independence and freedom from Mama. Nine months marks the beginning journey towards autonomy. From this point my little one will start to take flight, and she'll continue to grow into her own little being, her own little person. Someone separate from me.
That's the bittersweet part.
Right now, Kate is learning more about the world around her, and each day she manages to display some new trick. Yesterday was clapping. And the day before? Scooting herself under the couch! Kate usually sits on the floor gazing up at her siblings, her face brightening each time they walk into the room, and when she gets really excited, she flaps her arms up and down like a little bird. Usually that's my clue to pick her up and spin her around. She giggles when I do this. And usually my heart melts from happiness.
I'm eager to see how Kate's future unfolds. Will she be shy and sweet like her sister? Or will she be loud and rambunctious like her brother? Only time will tell. But for now, I'm content living right now in this day.
I also updated my long neglected links! Yay! I feel so, so PROUD! I feel like I just tackled a major project. I've added some new friends that I've been meaning to add for ages!