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11 Months Young.

Sweet Annelise–

Mommy is in denial.  There is no way you’re eleven months old.  You simply cannot be one month shy of a year.  Nope, it’s not possible.  I refuse to believe it.  Because you see, you are my baby.  But then…I see you standing in our living room in your blue jeans and puffy pink winter coat, and think, “Who is that little girl standing over there?”

I vaguely remember people telling me to treasure time with you because you wouldn’t stay little forever.  I remember hearing adults my whole life talking about how fast time flies.  Now, I guess I am an adult because I totally get what they were talking about!  I desperately try to enjoy moments with you because I know now that you won’t in fact be my baby forever and that time does fly by at lightning quick speed.

The last few months with you have seriously been so much fun.  You are hilarious.  You talk all the time.  You smile and laugh a lot.  You hold blankets up in front of your face and then pull them down to play peek a boo with us.  You’ve started giving Mommy “kisses”.  At least, that’s my best guess as to what you’re doing.  You open your mouth and divebomb my face.  So I think you’re definitely kissing me…otherwise, you’re just a very strange child.

You took your first steps this month.  You shuffled your little feet without holding onto anything for the first time on Tuesday, November 30th.  And it seemed like within a few days, you were just walking everywhere.  It was crazy how fast you picked it up.  You do still crawl sometimes, especially if you want to get somewhere really fast (like, for example, to Sunny’s food bowl), but you just walk around our whole apartment now like it ain’t no thing.

All four of your top teeth came in this month.  At the same time.  Honestly, you took it like a champ.  I didn’t even notice you being fussy or sleepless.  Although you look so sweet with your little teeth, Mommy does not appreciate the way you use them during feeding time.  Let’s just say I’ve been threatening you with premature weaning recently.  Ahem.

I’ve been sorting through pictures of you from the past 11 months, and I feel like we have so few good ones from the last couple of months.  It makes me feel a little sad, but 1/10 of a second on film is just not enough to capture the essence of YOU.  You’re a mover and a busybody and a talker and a smiler, and to be honest, a picture just doesn’t do you justice.  You are the most beautiful baby I’ve ever known. (I get it…I’m biased…whatever…)

Your first Christmas is coming up, and I can’t wait to see you open presents/eat the wrapping paper.  I’m so glad that you’ll be able to actually parcipate in your first Christmas since you’re almost one that age we’re not talking about.  We tried to do a super cute Christmas card picture with you in your dress in front of the Christmas tree.  This is the only non-blurry armed picture we got:

So yeah, thanks for that.

The other day, I got an email from a friend who is pregnant asking advice about being a mom.  It was so fun to be able to respond with the things I’ve learned the past 11 months and so funny to think I was in her shoes last December.

A year ago, I was HUGE.  I had swollen feet and only had two shirts that still fit me.  I waddled (as your daddy so kindly pointed out).  I had heartburn daily.  More than that though, I was also slightly terrified of becoming a mom…of the loss of sleep, the unknown of what it would be like, and of course, the labor.  What I didn’t know then was how much none of that would matter after I met you.  Because the love I felt for you instantly became much, much bigger than the fear. 

I never imagined that I could love someone as much as I love you.  The other day, I was thinking about you and thought to myself, “Annelise could do anything, and I would still love her.  She could murder our whole family, and it wouldn’t matter.  I would love her.”  Then, something clicked.  That is a taste of the unconditional love God has for me and you and everyone else He has created.  He loves me. Even more than I love you.  That is, as Francis Chan would say, Crazy Love.

So in this last month of your first year, I hope you know how much Daddy and I adore you.  You bring much joy to our lives, and we thank God for you every day.  Literally every day.  That’s how special you are to us. 

Love you baby,


p.s. If you were wondering what you could get Mama for Christmas, I would be okay with an iPad.  Just saying…


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