Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Merry Christmas 2010 Baby C


Sweet Caroline,

On June 18th of this year your Papa said to you while you were still in the womb, "Baby, tonight the U.S. has their 2nd game in the World Cup at 9-11pm and after that from 1-3 am England will play their 2nd game.  Please, Baby don't come during those games".  You are such a good baby that within five minutes of the last whistle blowing of the U.S. game you started your departure out of the womb and one minute before the starting whistle of the England game you finished your departure and rested in your Papa's arms.  Perfect timing.  At 12:59 am on June 19th I held you for the first time.  It was a moment that I will never forget.  You looked at me with your big brown eyes and I fell in love with you so very deeply.  The first thing that your Papa said to me after your birth was "You gave me another princess".  A Princess you are, indeed.

Just as you came into this world fast you have done everything else fast.  You smiled before you were two weeks old, you rolled over in your second month, you started rocking on your four limbs during your fourth month, started some form of crawling before you were six months, and sat up during your fifth month.  You move at your own pace eager to keep up with your big sister.  You gave us the biggest belly laugh when your sister would bounce a ball in front of you, I have no idea what made that so funny to you.  I wish you would slow down and be my baby for longer but you are teaching me early that you will do things on your own time and that I need to just embrace that about you.  I do, cheers to who you are and to who you will be!

Honestly during week 6-8 of your life I wasn't sure if i was going to make it as a mother of two.  I think you had some stomach issues but whatever it was made you so cranky.  Your sister became more and more jealous of all of the time I was having to spend comforting you.  However, sometime in week 8 you settled into a routine, your sister figured out that she COULD share her Mama and our family became a fluid family of four.  I have loved every minute of it, even during those hard weeks.

I love smelling you.  You smell so new and fresh.  I love squeezing you, you have the biggest, most squeezable thighs that I have ever seen.  I love your smile, it melts my heart.  You squeal with delight often.  You smile easily.  You love being held in your sling.  You are a wonderful sleeper, most nights you sleep 7 pm until 6:30 am.  You look so cute in your matching outfits with your sister.

You are loved.  You have not even met your family yet in America or in Menado but I hope that you know, Baby, that they love you deeply and long to hold you tight and experience the joy that you bring to everyone here in Malang.

In our first video of you we call you "Kennedy".  That was your name for the first few hours of your life.  However, for some reason "Caroline" kept ringing in my ear.  You see for four months of my pregnancy with you I watched your Aunty H cheer.  She did this very cute dance to the song "Sweet Caroline" once during every game.  That song just stuck in your Papa and my head.  When we held you the song rang so true.  You are so sweet and good times are just that much more good with you in our life now.  You are our Sweet Baby C.  You always will be.

The 6 months during 2010 that we were able to hold you and love on you have been some of the happiest moments of my life.  I look forward to watching you grow into the beautiful lady that God created you to be.  Every day I give thanks for you and your sister.  What a beautiful family we have become.

Merry Christmas, Baby C.  I hope you know, and always know, that you are deeply, deeply loved by your Papa and your Mama and most importantly by your God.










Thursday, December 23, 2010

Merry Christmas 2010 Big C


Big C, you are a joy.  You have the ability to make even the saddest person feel a bit of joy when you look at them with your big brown eyes and your big toothy smile.  I love it when you do something that frustrates your Papa, such as drop cookie crumbs all over the house, and then when he lets out his sigh you hug him and say "It's fine Papa".  How can we ever be angry with you?

I love laying in bed with you at night and "reading" you stories (Big C we are actually telling you stories) about Dora, Barbie or Jesus.  I especially loved last night holding you in my arms and telling you about Jesus' birth and why we needed Him to be born so badly.  I loved when you said "Jesus got spanked so we don't have to be spanked?"!  Hahahaha Yes, Big C, we get to spend forever and ever in the presence of a good and great God because of Jesus.  I know you don't get it all right now and I don't really know how to explain it all to you yet and that is ok.  You already understand that you are loved by the One that created you.  If you are able to remember that through all the highs and lows of your life then you will do ok.  Big C, know that you are loved by the Creator and by many, many others.

I love watching you sing and dance.  You are so much NOT like me and I love that about you.  You want to be a ballerina, you dream of the day you get to go to Aunt Kelly's dance classes in America.  You spin around this house, kicking your legs up, and your arms over your head and ask me "Is this how a ballerina dances".  I always say you are dancing beautifully while honestly, baby, I have no idea how a ballerina dances!

You want a Barbie for Christmas.  One year for my birthday my parents (your Memaw and Pop-o) gave me Barbies; I gave them away.  However, you hold the Barbie boxes in the stores like they are the most precious treasure in the entire world.  I always said that I would not get my girls Barbies but a few days ago I bought you one.  How can I deny you something that means so much to you?  I wait with anticipation for tomorrow morning when you get to open it.

We left America 11 months ago.  I thought by now you would have forgotten all those that you left who love you.  You haven't.  Daily you ask to go to Cousin "Savior's" house.  You want to play trains with him and you promise you will share.  When I say we don't have enough money right now you say "You can have my "bank bank" to buy plane tickets".  You are so sweet.  You can keep your "bank bank", I promise to get you back soon.  You miss Pop-o giving you marshmallows in the morning, you miss sitting in Memaw's lap as she whispered sweet nothings into your ear.  You miss marching with Aunt Hannah and being loved on by Aunt Elysisisisbith.  You talk about riding on your Uncle Paul's shoulders like crazy because you just aren't quite as tall when you are on Papa's shoulders.

You, my love, enjoy art.  Again, you are not much like me.  You ask me to draw you stuff and I have no idea where to begin.  So you just do it yourself.  You have been drawing circles since before you were two and now you are drawing triangles and squares and people and trees.  You never cease to amaze me.  

You talk in two languages fluently and you speak bits of Spanish and Javanese as well.  You go between them with ease and you can even translate.  You know who to speak "glish" to and who to speak "nesia" to.  You talk all the time.  If no one is close or paying attention to you, you just talk to yourself.  I honestly think that you are never quiet.  Something is always coming out of your mouth!  Usually it is some song that you are making up as you go.

You are smart, you are beautiful, you love people, you love to smile.  You, Big C, are our Lala, our joy, our daughter.  

Merry Christmas, 2010









Love,
Your Mama K and Papa D