I will always have a special love for Iris as my firstborn, but Robyn definitely has found out how to tug my heartstrings too. Iris was a crazy baby – full of high energy and only calm when someone was bouncing her. Robyn is still the complete opposite, and I’m loving her relaxed, easygoing style. Now I finally understand what it means to have a calm, smiling baby! I took her to a baby massage class (at Elephant Pharm, right before it shut down last week, boo hoo!) and this time around I got to bask in the glow of having the baby who shined her smile at everyone and didn’t cry even once. With Iris I just couldn’t understand how baby massage could actually work for more than a few seconds – I always had to pick her up and walk around the room while the other moms and babies sat calmly on the floor for over an hour.
I think maybe Robyn is trying to get me to consider having a 3rd child… I get so sentimental about how fast she’s passing through each phase, and each article of clothing she outgrows. Her first tooth started coming in on Valentine’s Day, and she can already say mama and dada. She giggles most when her sister makes funny animal sounds. She still wakes up 2 times a night to eat, but I don’t mind at all most of the time, since it’s precious cuddle time for just the two of us, and I love feeling her tiny hand squeeze me tight, her soft breath against my neck. Ahh… my sweet, sweet Robyn. In the morning we have playtime before daddy and Iris awaken. She sits on her blanket in front of a mirror, clapping her hands together and grinning from ear to ear. (thanks Gigi for teaching her to clap!) We sing laptime songs and giggle until we hear meowing from across the hall – the sign that Iris is awake. Then the real fun begins as Iris has new imaginary games in mind each day, and can entertain Robyn when I’ve run out of songs. Someday I’ll get a full night’s sleep again, but for now I’m enjoying this phase with baby as long as I can.