2 months down, less than one to go

2 months ago today Saoirse and William left for Australia. It has been the longest 2 months of my life. They will be home in a little under a month, on the 30th.

I worry that she will be shy with me. She won't talk to me on the phone, she always starts crying. Which breaks my heart, yet her father insists on giving it a go. I am prepared for the fact that she might not want me to hold her, and I know that once we have her home all will be fine. Well, back to normal anyway, where she cried if she was left with me. Oh yes, Saoirse is the ultimate Daddy's girl. The last picture of her and I together, taken the day she left, is one where she is sitting on my lap, but she is crying and has her arms held out to the picture taker, who just happens to be her dad.

Missing three months of a toddler's life means you have missed out on a lot. So many new things that she can do. She now says a host of new words, which will all be new to me. She walks backwards, and when her diaper is changed she flips over onto her tummy so William can give her bum a wee smack (!). She likes to be chased and at the park she climbs up the slide so she can slide down, by herself, she wants no help. Her fringe is now going into her eyes, and her hair curls over her ears. William asked me if I wanted him to take her for a haircut or wait until they are back. I asked him to wait for to reasons, one that I want to be there and two, that he will not take the right pictures of this momentous event. I have some lovely first haircut stickers for a scrapbooking page.

I look forward to having them home, to getting ready to move house, and having this new baby. It'll be a busy few months.