"My beautiful daughter, love of my heart,
I hope that you know you're wonderful and smart.
I cherish you dearly for the person you are;
you have passion and caring that will carry you far...
You have my love forever;
I adored you from the start;
It's a privilege to be your mother,
Dear daughter of my heart."
Emily had her 6 month checkup on Friday. Her report was the best Mother's Day gift. She got an A+ again. Her height is 27.5 in. (off the chart this time. Her doctor said that's the average 10 months old baby length) and her weight is 16.8 lb (still 75%). For some reason, the doctor added her 9 month shot to 6 month shots. She was fine for several hours. Then she began to have fever when we were having dinner with friends at the restaurant. She was up every other hour Friday night and three times on Saturday night. I was frustrated that the doctor gave her more shots without asking our permission. Luckily the fever was gone by Sunday. David and I learned a lesson to take a proactive role during her doctor's visits in the future.
Emily just started rolling from the stomach to the back, although she conquered the more difficult part (rolling from the back to the stomach) long time ago. She can sit up on her own for about ten minutes at a time. She is eager to adventure out to the solid food now. When the feeding spoon is near her mouth, she would open her mouth wide and reach out for the spoon. What amazed me and David the most was her ability to work the blanket. Every night we put her in bed and cover her lower body with a loose blanket. But when we check on her or pick her up the next morning, the blanket is always tightly wrapped around her body - better than what David or I ever can do! David said he wished he could see a video on how she did it. Emily also began to experiment the sounds with her lips and tongue. Even when she was drinking milk, she couldn't help practicing blowing rasberries.
One of our FriendSpeak readers Yao was baptized on Wednesday. Yao is a UTD professor/PhD/faculty. We've been praying for him for years since his wife (FriendSpeak reader also) was baptized two years ago. Many Friendspeak workers (especially Louella and DG Wilks) have reached out to his family. He finally joined our big family. Below is a picture of him. More pictures at: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Prestoncrest-FriendSpeak/171452815022
Mother's Day Sunday is always different. Many friends are gone to be with their mothers and many new faces are here. In case you were away this Sunday, here is the insertion in the church bulletin that I'd like to pass to you:
BEFORE I WAS A MOM by anonymous
BEFORE I WAS A MOM, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunications.
Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on, pooped on, chewed on, or peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over s simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.
Kudos to all the mothers!!!
Blowing Rasberries
Chewing teethers
Yao's baptism
Backyard fun
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