2013 has gone past in a blink of an eye. Even though Elma arrived in the last days of 2012, 2013 I think has been her year; the year she grew and grew from tiny sleeping newborn, all scrunched up toes and dark fluffy hair, to the funny little girl who cruises around the lounge and is so desperately trying to walk all by herself.
She has undergone the biggest changes but the rest of us have grown and grown too (although some of that may be down to a little seasonal indulgence and I very much hope it to be temporary). H and I have if not exactly figured out how to parent two little girls (because I firmly believe that no one ever truly figures it all out), at least become comfortable in the daily minutiae, settling into a routine acquired mostly through trial and error. All we need now is a few more hours sleep – and perhaps a challenge for next year might be to find a little more time for painting and sewing, and to make our studio a real retreat.
And Kitty, my sweet open hearted little girl has shot upwards in stature, outwards in shoe size, and wholly embraced her adored little sister.
It’s not been a year without its bumps, but on the whole it’s been a good one. I strongly suspect that 2014 is going to go just as fast and be just as exciting/challenging/completely exhausting (delete as applicable).
And so we’re rounding off the year as we began it, sat on the floor in front of a Christmas tree with our girls in our arms.
I can’t quite explain why these photos make me so very happy. The backdrop is just our messy over-stuffed bookcase, and the bit of the tree that I could fit in the frame, and Elma is a little sleepy, and still a little sad from a week of intensive teeth-growing, but there’s just something in the way these little sisters smile at each other that fills me with joy.
My little family, in December.
And because no Me and Mine would be complete without an out-take:
Elma was getting a bit sleepy and decided she’d had enough of having her photo taken, so H tried to make her giggle by blowing raspberries at her. It wasn’t exactly successful!