Eleven
1st October 2009
A few moments ago she finished her bottle with a slurp, pushed it away with both hands and feet, and slipped her head under my chin.
A sigh, and she is asleep.
There is a sudden release in my chest. It is no longer tight with the worries of life.
Baby breath, soft, sweet, milky on my skin.
She rumbles a little like the sound of an outboard motor idling under water.
We rock, gently, quietly in the chair my Mother rocked me in.
Her chubby fingers loosely grip my pinky.
She is warm and limp and soft and smells like honey and fresh bread and everything delicious and soothing in the world.
My Alice.
Eleven months old yesterday.
Walking, pointing, yelling, rolling, smiling, laughing, twisting, learning, go-go-going.
Growing.
Stop.
Rock with me.
Snuggle, sigh, sleep.
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She is so lovely! Happy 11 months to you little girl!
I may have commented on this before, but my son is just a two weeks older than your daughter and you have captured 11 months perfectly. (If you figure out how to stop them from growing let me know)
Happy 11 months birthday our Little Star. Hope you got your card. See you and our Big Star tomorrow!
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Holy, I can’t believe you have a first birthday at the end of this month!!! Craziness….. Happy 11 months happy girl!!!
lovely.
Thanks, Beth! It’s so nice to hear.