To Stella, five months old
Dear Stella,
The past month has brought about a lot of changes. You are becoming a real little interactive person and it is more and more fun everyday. Before I elaborate on all that, I must thank you for helping make it relatively easy for me to direct my first play as a mom. It was hard going to rehearsal everyday and leaving you but you seemed to handle it like a champ. And when we went to New Jersey (we spent about five days there during tech), we were able to keep you with us all day everyday.
Ranny hung out with you in the balcony when we were working and couldn't be with you and you were so good, barely every made a peep, and seemed to be really happy. You usually are pretty content when you have interesting things to look at so maybe you liked the play. In any event, everybody loved having you around, me most of all. I seriously couldn't have done the job without your cooperation and your kind and gentle spirit so thanks for that.
Did I ever tell you about the time that Dad and I flew home from San Diego (you were about ten weeks) and he was carrying you in the airport? He had been in the Jet Blue terminal (where we were) dozens of times and knew his way around it really well. He had you in his arms and was marching through while practically everyone stopped and stared, looked at you guys, commented on what a beautiful, adorable baby you were, etc. I was just following behind noticing the throngs of admirers in your wake and trusting that Dad knew where he was going. Finally, we reached the very end of the terminal and I realized that Dad had been so proud that he had walked us way out of the way. He was pretending to be leading me somewhere but was actually just so enthralled with showing you off that he inadvertently missed (by a lot) the exit near the taxi stand. I tell you this story now because I often find myself feeling exactly as I know Dad did that day. (Though I do always still manage to get us where we are going.) I took you on the subway the other day. A few people offered us their seats but I chose to stand because I know you are much happier that way. You were so sweet, smiling at people, staring at faces and just looking around taking it all in. You really are the most precious, the most adorable and the sweetest little girl imaginable.
You still are very rarely fussy. The other night, though, I dropped you off with Grandpa at Indochine and he told me that you fussed and cried and complained the entire time you were in the restaurant. Then the second you stepped outside the place you were totally fine. So what is it about Indochine that you didn't like? Are you just tired of the whole pretentious, NY restuarant scene? For the record, you were perfectly happy at brunch at Prune this morning. Today was a big day for you. You wore your first real deal dress: a pink one with smocking (I learned what smocking was today when someone commented on your perfect outfit). It is still a wee bit big on you but you still looked very glamorous.
However, remember what I told you last month about not making you wear bibs. Those days are over. Even with the global warming, I still worry that you will be too cold wearing a soaking wet shirt (and you are still drooling like it's your job).
In the past week or so I have really noticed that you seem to be much more observant and are starting to put things together. Now when you drop your pacifier, you can pick it up yourself and put it back in your mouth (though usually backwards). You also get an A+ for rolling over. If we put you on the floor on your back you instantly flip over to the front and then push yourself up for a stellar finish. When you get to the final pose, you smile proudly. And you certainly appreciate the applause.
I feel sometimes that you will be walking and talking and eating cheerios in no time at all and I just really want to stay stop! don't rush! stay just the way you are right now!
I love you, Stella Q and Dad and I have no plans to trade you in for another model. Thanks for letting me be your mom. I hope you aren't too annoyed by all the kisses.
Love,
Mommy
The past month has brought about a lot of changes. You are becoming a real little interactive person and it is more and more fun everyday. Before I elaborate on all that, I must thank you for helping make it relatively easy for me to direct my first play as a mom. It was hard going to rehearsal everyday and leaving you but you seemed to handle it like a champ. And when we went to New Jersey (we spent about five days there during tech), we were able to keep you with us all day everyday.
Ranny hung out with you in the balcony when we were working and couldn't be with you and you were so good, barely every made a peep, and seemed to be really happy. You usually are pretty content when you have interesting things to look at so maybe you liked the play. In any event, everybody loved having you around, me most of all. I seriously couldn't have done the job without your cooperation and your kind and gentle spirit so thanks for that.
Did I ever tell you about the time that Dad and I flew home from San Diego (you were about ten weeks) and he was carrying you in the airport? He had been in the Jet Blue terminal (where we were) dozens of times and knew his way around it really well. He had you in his arms and was marching through while practically everyone stopped and stared, looked at you guys, commented on what a beautiful, adorable baby you were, etc. I was just following behind noticing the throngs of admirers in your wake and trusting that Dad knew where he was going. Finally, we reached the very end of the terminal and I realized that Dad had been so proud that he had walked us way out of the way. He was pretending to be leading me somewhere but was actually just so enthralled with showing you off that he inadvertently missed (by a lot) the exit near the taxi stand. I tell you this story now because I often find myself feeling exactly as I know Dad did that day. (Though I do always still manage to get us where we are going.) I took you on the subway the other day. A few people offered us their seats but I chose to stand because I know you are much happier that way. You were so sweet, smiling at people, staring at faces and just looking around taking it all in. You really are the most precious, the most adorable and the sweetest little girl imaginable.
You still are very rarely fussy. The other night, though, I dropped you off with Grandpa at Indochine and he told me that you fussed and cried and complained the entire time you were in the restaurant. Then the second you stepped outside the place you were totally fine. So what is it about Indochine that you didn't like? Are you just tired of the whole pretentious, NY restuarant scene? For the record, you were perfectly happy at brunch at Prune this morning. Today was a big day for you. You wore your first real deal dress: a pink one with smocking (I learned what smocking was today when someone commented on your perfect outfit). It is still a wee bit big on you but you still looked very glamorous.
However, remember what I told you last month about not making you wear bibs. Those days are over. Even with the global warming, I still worry that you will be too cold wearing a soaking wet shirt (and you are still drooling like it's your job).
In the past week or so I have really noticed that you seem to be much more observant and are starting to put things together. Now when you drop your pacifier, you can pick it up yourself and put it back in your mouth (though usually backwards). You also get an A+ for rolling over. If we put you on the floor on your back you instantly flip over to the front and then push yourself up for a stellar finish. When you get to the final pose, you smile proudly. And you certainly appreciate the applause.
I feel sometimes that you will be walking and talking and eating cheerios in no time at all and I just really want to stay stop! don't rush! stay just the way you are right now!
I love you, Stella Q and Dad and I have no plans to trade you in for another model. Thanks for letting me be your mom. I hope you aren't too annoyed by all the kisses.
Love,
Mommy
posted by Carolyn, David & Stella at 1/30/2006 02:50:00 AM
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Dear Stella,
Grandpa and I have been having so much fun with you. Your smile radiates joy and makes us very happy. You love to do a double roll-over; I have seen two of these amazing back to front-front to back turns. I guess you get the idea that we are proud of your every move.
You are a delight to care for. You do sometimes complain when we put you down if you want to be held. But even then you give an adorable warning face letting us know you will fuss if we continue our unwanted actions.
Mommy and I took you out to lunch yesterday, and you were so happy looking around and listening to mello music. Actually we had to dine out because Mommy dressed you in your new hip black dress with the tulle skirt. You looked smashing, very glamorous with your simple hairdo! We then went with you to a manicure salon and Mommy got a peicure while I entertained you and you showed off your stellar disposition before falling asleep.
Grandpa and I miss you when more than a few days go by without our seeing you. You grow every day and we love watching your development. You are indeed a precious angel, a cuddly bundle of affection.
Hugs and Kisses,
Grandma Helaine and Grandpa Paul
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