i enjoyed being pregnant with this tiny life from start to finish. i loved her being apart of me and feeling and watching her grow inside of me. we spent every day and every night together for nine long months. i loved her every movement. her kicks, her flips, each and every hiccup... it was all so incredible. i got very used to having her there with me. once she was born i was, of course, extremely happy to finally meet her, but i missed having her there with me for so long. it's hard to explain but i felt a little sad that this part of our story had to end. i wanted to keep that closeness with my baby birdie in every way feasible. these precious baby moments come and go so quickly and i wanted to keep her close so i wouldn't miss a single minute. to feel her warm little body next to mine, to wear her always, to be able to lower my head and give her a tiny kiss, to nurse her, to rock her, to sleep by her side, to be right there with her until she one day pushed me away. they grow up so fast and i wanted to soak up this special time in every way imaginable. wearing her was and still is such a natural thing for the two of us.
now that gemma bird is 10 months old (wow... almost a year) i don't wear her as much as i did when she was a little tiny baby, but i do as often as she'll allow me to. from the moment this little birdie was born she seemed to be in a rush. in a rush to grow up, in a rush to learn, in a rush to be... independent. she has always been an adventurous little girl, so curious about life and all the things around her. she crawled a little on the early side and just the other day she started walking. as happy as i am that she is growing up into an independent, self determined little lady, i do miss my itty bitty cuddly baby. luckily for me one of her very favorite things is to go on walks, to feel the breeze, to touch the leaves from the trees... she loves to be outside, to explore the world around her. she stares at the people that are biking and jogging past us and loves to pet any animals we find along the way. we walk almost every single day, sometimes twice a day, through our neighborhood and she prefers doing this in her sling. we almost never use her stroller. she prefers to be up high on mama or even papa. one of my very favorite things that she does while in her sling is look up at me with that beautiful, innocent and curious little face. she raises her little arm and points that tiny chubby finger out and tickles my eyelashes and then smiles and giggles. it's the best. i love it so much. i love her so much.
this post was my contribution to round two of the sakura bloom baby wearing documentary.