A Letter to Coco ... vol 2

A Letter to Coco ... vol 2

Coco is getting bigger. I am usually the last to notice, but one day last week, I looked down at her while she was in my arms and I saw it - she seemed bigger/older. Well that was confirmed once we got her weighted. She had put on 1.5kg over the holiday period. Ok its been 6 weeks, but it still feels like quite a big weight jump. Big enough to miss that she had jumped a diaper size. The big growth spurt over the last couple of weeks, has definitely hit hard, complete with erratic sleeping patterns - but no complaining over here.

Theres a few new things she's doing, and even the old stuff has a new twist. Yesterday, she was lying on the bed holding up her hands and staring at them. Nothing new there, she's been doing that for weeks, except this time she was moving it left, right, away and then watching the movements as they played out. The same with mirrors, she's enjoyed looking and smiling at her reflection for a few weeks, but last week she started to reach out and touch the mirror too. All these 'little things' that are so special at the time that I just never want to forget. So, I'm bringing out the 'paper and typewriter' again...

Dear Coco,

You, little girl, are turning into such a fire-cracker. You love to scream to show your delight at little things, and you do it, until I think you may actually lose your voice. At first, it was just for when you were in front of the mirror, but now it comes out when you're tickled, thrown up in the air or about by your Dad, or while you're just having fun, lying down and kicking your legs.

Recently, you went on your first flight, you saw four cities in two european countries. You made friends, how can we ever forget the lovely lady from Norway who you formed such a bond with, that I actually started to believe you may be able to understand and speak Norwegian. She was chatting away to you in the language and you were blabbering back to her at such rapid rate, complete with happy screams. When she sang, you looked mesmerised. Ok, I am going to be honest and confess I was starting to get a little jealous, especially when she handed you back over to us and you were looking forlornly in her direction! Cheeky girl, don't do that again!

Back home in London, these days, you've had your hands in your hair, feeling, pulling and touching it. You seem to find it soothing. I am hoping this one is a phase, because I am rather excitedly counting down till I can put your hair in little puffs or plaits. So, go easy on the hair pulling please. You've been blowing raspberries - the newest fad and you actually enjoy sneezing, you laugh after each one, I assume it's a different sensation than you're used to. When I have you in my arms, you have started to lunge at things in different directions, like you've got some other place to be and are making your way by yourself. You do this when I am running your water for a bath, when you drop a toy and recently at other babies. You are also quite social at the moment, (when you're fed and not tired), you enjoy having other people carry you, and love being in the company of new faces. We hope this is on that sticks, but I am an introvert so if it doesn't, that's cool too.

We've had a few good moments giggling together, lately. You and I. We have our own little secret club. Yes, we let Dad in once in a while, but it's a girls club and and it's so super special. What I wouldn't do to freeze some of these delightful moments. To hold them, keep them and enjoy them with you again when you're old enough to understand. Sometimes when we're laughing together, each being tickled even more by the other's laughter, I just feel so silly. I hear it in your Dad's laughter too when you guys are hanging out. I ask him, what's funny and he says 'oh just the face she made' or 'just this thing she did' and I get it. I totally get that its hard to explain. It's the kiddy high. It keeps getting me. And you keep all these special moments for just your Dad and I. Just like you keep some of those whiny, complaining and full blown crying moments for us too. We don't take it personal at all. In fact, we love you for it.

Miss Coco, you're my baby and my friend too, already.

Love,
Your Mama & Papa
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A Letter to Coco ... vol 2