Our small little family on our small little farm in big ol' Texas trying to follow an even bigger God.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Welcome to our life.
I finally broke down and decided to join the "blogesphere" now that I feel like I actually have something to talk about. What might that be you ask? Why our little Lily aka Lorelei aka Lorelei Lily Lou Grace, aka Billy, aka Wilwi... you get the point. The kid has a lot of names. People were very confused at first when I told them we would be naming her Lorelei but that we would be calling her Lily for short. I personally am not sure why that is confusing but I guess it is because you can't directly pull Lily from the name Lorelei. I didn't think that was a prerequisite. I mean, Dick is short for Richard...At least Lily is a pretty name. And it has meaning. I was a little concerned about the fact that Lorelei means Siren, as in luer sailors to their death with their beautiful song kind of siren, so I decided to call her Lily after a dream I had of my baby whose name was Lily because Lily means innocence and purity. I figured it I put the two together we might get some balance. The rest of the names are born out of her families constant creation, it seems to be a Stoughton family tradition to recreate names quarterly at minimum. This is how I believe our middle dog went from Logan to Lo Lo, fro fro to Loti to Doti to Flanigan. I'm not kidding folks. I could go on for pages with all of the names changed in this family.But I will not, cause who wants to hear about that.
I write now as I sit watching this precious little Lily coo and garble and play in her Bumbo play chair and marvel at the fact that just 4 short months ago she wasn't even in my life yet. I know that every mom must feel the same way but it just astounds me even when it is other peoples children and now it is mine and I am so glad that I have spent as much time as I can just soaking it all up! She is now rolling over both ways and pulling her little way across the floor. Shrieking with delight, giggling at what amuses her, cooing and garbeling about life in general. Every day it seems she learns a new "word" or sound. A new expression crosses her little face. A new emotion is discovered and yet another physical feat is tried. Currently she really wants to sit up AND pull herself up to standing! I keep trying to remind her that she is not yet 4 months old!!! She wants so much to be a big girl that I am just trying to love and remember every single moment.
Current moment to remember: She growls at me. I think I am raising her like one of the dogs, because they all growl when we play tug or rough house and now Lily growls. It is hilarious.
I write now as I sit watching this precious little Lily coo and garble and play in her Bumbo play chair and marvel at the fact that just 4 short months ago she wasn't even in my life yet. I know that every mom must feel the same way but it just astounds me even when it is other peoples children and now it is mine and I am so glad that I have spent as much time as I can just soaking it all up! She is now rolling over both ways and pulling her little way across the floor. Shrieking with delight, giggling at what amuses her, cooing and garbeling about life in general. Every day it seems she learns a new "word" or sound. A new expression crosses her little face. A new emotion is discovered and yet another physical feat is tried. Currently she really wants to sit up AND pull herself up to standing! I keep trying to remind her that she is not yet 4 months old!!! She wants so much to be a big girl that I am just trying to love and remember every single moment.
Current moment to remember: She growls at me. I think I am raising her like one of the dogs, because they all growl when we play tug or rough house and now Lily growls. It is hilarious.
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