
Kierstin is almost 11 months old now! Do you know what that means? It means she is only few short weeks shy of being a whole year old! Soon she won't be a baby any more. She'll be a toddler, then a child, then a surly teenager! Whoa... My whole life is flying by already. but for now, she is still my baby! My sweet, sweet cuddly baby. When Jamie get home from a long day at work, Kierstin just loves to just nestle against Jamie with her head resting against his head. It's the sweetest thing!
She has cemented her likes and dislikes in these last four weeks, and unlike most of the previous ten months, there have been a lot more tears. She get very frustrated because her brain is working at a faster pace than her body is, and when things don't go the way she wants them to she gets very angry and crys and crys.
She also cries now when we take something away from her that she is playing with. Inconsolably. It's very sad, really. The funniest thing about the crying now is that she has figured out how she should try to use crying to her benefit. It's just so clear when she is trying to manipulate me or her daddy. It's probably not going to be a real issue until she's a little older though. Right now it's pretty easy to switch gears when she doesn't get her way.
Kierstin has managed, somehow, to get even cuter this month. I'm not sure how--she already was the cutest baby I've ever seen--but she's done it. She makes so many new faces now--She gets more expressive every day.
So many days I look at Kierstin with wonder and joy and just can't believe that she is here, that she is ours--our daughter! It's just the best thing that has ever happened to us, even better than when we found each other and fell in love (and that was pretty damned awesome--still is--so that's really saying something).
I'm probably forgetting about a million things that she does that are new. But I've gushed enough. Kierstin is the best thing in the universe right now, and I love her, oh god how much I love her! It's funny, but just like "grief" wasn't a big enough word to describe how I felt about losing my brother, "love" isn't a big enough word to describe how I feel about Kierstin. It's a big, big love and it gets bigger every day.




