MY sincere apologies for being gone for so long! Life is crazily hectic - I guess you knew that already though.
So, here we are.
The blog turned ONE last November. Happy Belated Birthday, Blog!
|Sorry! *pats Blog's head*|
Since mid-August, we have been going to, and coming from, hospital on a regular basis due to Morgan's recurring UTIs. I believe I had previously mentioned the plan re: her surgery. It is meant to be happening on the 5th of February.
I got a phone call from hospital a couple of days ago saying "Sorry, the operation is now rescheduled to happen on the 2nd of April."
And to think we were so close to finally being [potentially] over and done with this seemingly never ending saga!
On a more positive note - Morgan turns 11 months old today! I officially no longer have a baby - she has become a full-fledged toddler.
She is constantly cruising around the house and has become a super fast crawling machine. She enjoys:
|Bath time! [10Dec2012]|
|Spending time outdoors [15Dec2012]|
|Wreaking havoc! [15Dec2012]|
|Playing! [Yule 2012]|
|Feeding herself [31Dec2012]|
So far, she says "Ħeqq!", "Mama", "Papa", "Ejja", "Baba" [bottle], "Adda" [id-dawl], "Da" [duck]. [Ħeqq being a Maltese expression equivalent to 'oh' or shrugging one's shoulders, Ejja meaning 'Come' which she usually says when she wants us to pick her up, Adda being her way of saying Id-Dawl meaning 'The Light'].
Morgan has also mastered going down the small step that leads to the back yard. It took her a few tries, but yesterday she managed to go down the step by crawling forward. She then started crawling up and down the stair repeatedly.
Today she took hold of my hand and went down the same step by WALKING. This was followed by her crawling up a full-sized step to get into the wash room without any help.
I fear one of these days I'll wake up and she'll be there, packing her bags telling me she's going to move out. I know it will happen eventually, but I'd rather it didn't happen before another 18 years or so.
Morgan is currently 79cm [31 inches] in height, with a head circumference of 48cm [19 inches]. She is wearing 12-18 month sized clothing comfortably, and is rapidly moving towards the 18-24 month sized clothing! We, my friends, have a ginormous child. Her feet are way too wide for 'normal' shoes - out of the 10 pairs she owns [which is more than I own myself!] none fit her. I'm in the process of trying to figure out her feet's measurements so that I can hunt for wide fitting toddler shoes.
Next month is her birthday! I've started working on getting everything together for said occasion - the invites are designed, and supplies are increasing. Next I'll be working on what foodstuffs to prepare, whilst trying to come up with a venue. Our home is too small to throw a party in, I think. Any suggestions are welcome [as long as they're not McDonald's. She's too young for that and I'd rather not encourage junk food consumption, anyway.].
Now, for the cliché section: Today is NYE. Therefore an End of Year statement is expected.
This year for me has been one of the hardest - if not the hardest - ever. Nevertheless, it has been the happiest year of my life. There were so many Firsts! So many new things to learn and to experience! I went through childbirth [albeit via C-section], learnt how to look after someone else to the extent of it being a life-or-death matter, learnt how to change a nappy whilst in zombie mode, prepare bottles and baby food, and a million other things. I learnt the joys and the sorrows of Motherhood. Or at least, I've learnt the better part of the first chapter of Motherhood. There will undoubtedly be much more hurdles to overcome and a lot more joys to experience.
I also came to realise, and accept, that I have finally found my soul mate. For the first time ever, I'm in a relationship where obstacles and problems have been thrown in our way ever since day one, however we managed to face every challenge together and become closer as a consequence. This is probably the one relationship with the most difficulties I've ever experienced - and I'm happy. Goes to show that communication truly is the key to keep things plain sailing.
2012 has also been the first year since the year 2000 during which I have not attended a funeral. Having said that, my family's she-dog did get put to sleep shortly after Morgan was born, so it wasn't an entirely death-free year. Still - I'm grateful for a break from mourning newly deceased friends and family members. Hopefully I'm not jinxing it since there's still 13 and a half hours to go until the end of the year is official.
Another good thing that happened this year was becoming an Admin on the wonderful Facebook community known as The Pagan Mama. It is always a joy posting stuff and interacting with the Mamas, Papas and Friends forming part of the community. It is pretty much the closest thing to a 'mummy club' I'll ever get to - and that's perfectly fine with me!
A fair number of friends and acquaintances have also had a lot on their plate this year - people they knew or were related to passed away, a good number had to handle major illnesses and are still battling them, break-ups and a plethora of other occurrences. To you all, my beloved, I'd like to say one thing. And that's:
So, in conclusion - THANK YOU to everyone who made this year the way it was. A special thank you goes to my wonderful man - who is the best Father Morgan could have ever hoped for, and who is also the one I hope to have with me for the rest of my days. And ultimately, thank you to Morgan - my beautiful, inquisitive, courageous, free spirited, good, perfect, happy daughter who made my life worth living, and who made me proud to call myself Mama'.
Lots of love.
See you next year!