Some 2 years ago our 3rd and final little babe was born. I wore a pink knitted jumper and a pair of threadbare floral pants to the hospital before changing into a glamorous backless green gown in preparation for her C-Section delivery.
I was nervous, shaky with adrenaline and SO outrageously excited to meet her, our newest daughter. You know those moments when you're acutely aware of being on the cusp of something new? The Great Unknown. It's like all your senses go into overdrive- they take EVERYTHING in as if it might be their last chance to absorb the glory that is living. The coolness of the air, the whir of an air conditioner, the clattering of plates and cutlery as the breakfast dishes are cleared. The crispness of the hospital sheets and the warmth of Dave's chest as I rest my head against it. All of the beautiful things sensed in a brief moment of time.
I was about to become the mother of 3. Uncharted Territory. Unparalleled Crazy.
As the nurses wheeled me into theatre I felt confident in the knowledge that I'd been here before. I'd faced my c-section fears. Made peace with my past experiences and was ready to get this girl out of my body and into my arms.
I was expecting a fair haired child just like the others yet I was met with mop of chocolate hair and a nose so flat our baby looked as though she could have been born the 'natural' way. She was puffy and squishy and pink and when I first held her, she kept her little eyes closed as though she wasn't quite ready for all the bright lights.
Hello baby Elke. I love you.
We spent 5 blissful days in beautiful sexy quiet hospital before returning to reality. Family of 5-ness.
And apparently that little baby is 2 now?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY ELKE
It seems that Elke is in denial along with the rest of us as when we tell her she's going to be a 'big girl' she insists she's going to be a Big Baby Girl. That's okay with me.
Elke Bee - This is you at two
- You like your milks. Cows milks or soy milks. Either way, you like your milks, plural.
- When you sleep, you prefer for there to be nothing in your bed. You throw sweet little stuffed toys and precious blankies to the floor with abandon.
- When you wake, you call out at the top of your lungs DAAAADAHHH. Every single morning I'm grateful you cal him and not me. Shortly afterwards you curl up in our bed for snuggles. It's bliss.
- You seem to be toilet trained… unless we are at home and then you like to mark your territory… perhaps it's a 3rd child thing?
- You could not be more loved by your bother and sister. You play them off for cuddles and attention.
- For a delicate little girl you really can wind that arm back and offer a good slap.
- I seriously can not keep my hands from pinching your bottom. I'm in love with it.
- I call you my Tea Cup Lady because you're tiny.
- When you get shy or are guilty, you turn your face away from me before slowly casting your eyes back... rolling them over ever so cheekily.
- Sleep is easy for you.
- You were created, knitted together with a purpose greater than we know.
- You are one happy kid. You laugh all the time.
- Making jokes comes naturally to you.
- You are the apple of our eye.
- To say 'I love you' feels far to trivial. There are no words to express our love for you and the others. The closest I can get to comprehending it is in a long embrace. Flesh to flesh.
- As I write this you sleep peacefully in your bed, your siblings play rebelliously in their room while your dad serenades the house with hymns and home written tunes. Your live in a love filled house. I hope you feel that deep within you for all of your days.
- Happy 2, Elke B. I love you, love you.