Today, I had to go to the doctor so I left Noelle with Susan, from whom we rent our apartment. She is the woman who will care for Noelle when I go back to work. Derek and I feel very lucky to be able to leave our little girl with Susan, as we have lived here for three and a half years, and know the family down below very well. I don't think that I would have been able to go back unless Susan took her. Anyways, Noelle was charming (like always), up until 15 minutes before I came home. She was hungry and Susan tried to giver her the bottle. Noelle would have nothing of it. When I came home, she saw me, and tears were streaming down her cheeks, and arms reaching for me (or my jugs, who knows). Though I have heard other mother's complaining that their children have become "mummyish" which I am not sure is a proper English word, "mammig" in Swedish, I have to selfishly admit that I felt a strong sensation of pride that my baby girl wants me. Is that her way of saying that she loves me? I'd like to think so. Noelle is the best thing that's happened to me, pardon me, the second... Derek would have to be the best, since without him, I wouldn't have Noelle :). I love her so much.
Here she is happy in her new crib!
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