Now 6 months old, Fiona is curious about everything. She loves to watch movement and make sounds. She has 2 teeth, is accomplished at rolling over, and somehow makes her way wherever she wants to go. She has become an accomplished traveler, loves camping, hiking and the great outdoors. I hope she always keeps her sense of wonder about the world around her.
It’s hard to believe five months have already passed since Fiona joined our family, hard and yet easy. Because in some ways it feels like our family couldn’t be complete without her, like she must have always been a part of us.
She turned five months old today and I’m definitely feeling all the feels. Disaster struck the highways today (a bridge stuck open) and it took me twice as long as usual to get home. I only got to see my girl for about 45 minutes before she went down. But that time was so special. She ate and we snuggled. She played on a blanket on the floor while I ate. She showed off new tricks.
Fiona rolled over onto her tummy, something we’ve seen evidence of, but never got to watch her do, then she looked at us and grinned as if to say “Did you see me? Did you really see me?” Read more
At 5 months old Fiona is becoming a pro at camping and she absolutely loves hiking! Fi is officially rolling over and now that she’s on the move, there’s no stopping her. Her favorite toys are her feet, her wubbanub, and Sophie la Girafe. She is always observant, chatty when comfortable with her surroundings, and is sparking an interest in Mama and Daddy’s food. It is a pleasure to watch her grow and learn!
Four Months: Fiona is still a super happy morning baby. Her feet might be her very favorite toy at the moment, and she loves her thumb. Alert and aware of everything around her, she loves being social and gives out smiles freely (except during this photo shoot, she was being very serious). And she went on her very first camping trip this month!
Three months: Fiona kicks and wiggles, coos and grins, especially first thing in the morning. She sleeps through the night most of the time at this point and bravely started child care this month. She has also discovered her hands and feet and just might be trading her pacifier for a few fingers…
Two months already! Fiona is definitely proving to be a morning baby. She is super smiley right now, loves her play mat and slept all the way through the night for the first time.
I always thought I would be a better boy mom. I’m not girly, I’m definitely NOT into princesses and sparkles and pink.
I’m more about climbing trees, mucking stalls, and hiking. Of course girls can do these things, I did these things as a girl. But it isn’t typical.
And the drama, oh the drama. When I went to college and lived with other girls for the first time (I have three brothers), I was in for an education in drama. And the drama starts early, appearing even in little girls.
For some time, having a girl almost terrified me. What would I do with her?
But then I had a niece, and then another (two actually — identical twins). I now have six nieces and I’ve learned a lot from them. It’s not so scary any more, this idea of raising girls.
In fact, I began to think that maybe I would like to have a girl — so I can raise her to be independent, brave, fierce and adventurous. The world needs more girls like that. Girls who can stand up for themselves, who know who they are, who don’t look to boys for validation.
For ten long months I wondered whether we would be raising a boy or a girl, picturing life with both. On January 28 I learned that the little one I loved so much already was indeed a girl. And rather than insecure, I found myself excited to have a daughter.
I can teach her to love history, to enjoy classic literature, to jump in mud puddles and go camping like a pro.
I can teach her to ride horses and Husband can teach her to surf.
I will encourage her to always be herself, to not need the approval of others. I will show her the world and help her find her place in it — as a brave, compassionate, creative person who can make her mark on the world.
Someday she will be grown and perhaps even have a daughter of her own, and I hope she will also strive to teach her girl to be exactly who God created her to be — no matter what the world says.
I have a daughter, and I am beyond excited to raise her to be one amazing person.
Hard to believe one month of Fi’s life has already come and gone! She has already changed so much since she was born, I’m sorry to see that she has already outgrown some things, like her brand new baby cry and the tiny little squeaks and sounds she used to make in her sleep (she still makes sounds in her sleep, but they are so much louder and grunty now!).
Fiona is fascinated by the ceiling fan, hates being confined to her car seat, wakes up only once at night around 3am, hardly ever cries and is even beginning to smile at us. It’s been a wonderful month getting to know our little girl!
I never want to miss a moment of this girl’s life.
It’s just a cradle, crafted of dark wood, wobbling slightly as it rocks. The morning light filters in through the linen curtains and shines through the spindles onto the wood floors — shining on the simple cradle like an ethereal light.
But it isn’t just a cradle. It’s an heirloom, memories. It’s a promise, the future.
My brothers and I were all rocked to sleep in this very cradle. Then it help my nieces and nephews when they were tiny bundles. Now it holds my precious Fiona.
I place her in the cradle at night, pulling it close to my bedside where I can see her and reach her. I watch her through those wooden spindles. I watch her face and all the many expressions. I listen to her grunts and coos and cries. I reach over and gently rock the cradle. I place a hand on my babe, I replace her pacifier.
In the middle of the night, I pull her from the cradle and nurse her before placing her back in the safety of the cradle.
I wonder how many more children will sleep here. More of my own children perhaps, my youngest brother’s as well? What about further into the future? Will Fiona’s first child sleep in it? Will she rock her own daughter to sleep in this same wooden cradle?
It’s the beauty of heirlooms — this cradle isn’t just a cradle, it is memories, it is promises.
It’s a girl!
We were blessed with a beautiful baby girl on January 28, at 7:48 pm. She weighed in at 9 pounds even and 21.25″ long.
I will hopefully share her birth story soon, but for now I’ll just say that I couldn’t be happier with how her birth went. I was in labor for a total of about 15 hours, pushing for only 20 minutes or so.
Thanks to the hours of preparation and education, the support of Husband, and the help of a wonderful doula, I was able to have the unmedicated birth that I was striving for.
We named our tiny (or not so tiny!) babe Fiona Rose Marie. She was (is) absolutely perfect and healthy. She continues to be a wonderfully easy baby, sleeping well at night, nursing like a champ.
I know not everyone can claim such a good experience (both birth and the weeks following), we are praising God for our wonderful blessing and the gift of a smooth delivery and easy baby.
We’re settling in at home with little miss Fiona, taking hundreds of photos and relishing every moment.