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Okay, so after I finished writing my post last night, I realized that I hadn’t really reviewed much of what happened in Lily’s first year of life.  So, I am going to do a brief summary in this post of the vacations we took this year.

First trip: A short road trip to Moncton, New Brunswick to go to Magic Mountain and Crystal Palace.  This was Lily’s first ever vacation; her first time driving in the car for more than an hour and a half, her first time staying away from home, her first time in a hotel.  It was a lot of firsts for her; it was a very exciting time for us!  She did terrific in the car.  She had a bit of a rough time sleeping in the strange bed, but she caught on pretty quick.  This was the trip that helped us move her into her crib at night.  She even managed to have a nap at Magic Mountain in her pea pod (this was one of the only times that she slept in it).  This was the first time she got to go on some rides; she went on a carousel, a train, some trucks and in a submarine at Crystal Palace – the trucks were her favourite because she got to turn the wheel!

Second trip: A longer road trip to Ontario to visit Grammie.  This trip took two days of traveling in both directions.  This meant that Lily had more hotel experiences, a different hotel on the way there and a new hotel on the way home, too.  Since this was a longer trip, it meant more luggage, and, we brought the dog – this meant a lot less room in the car for everyone.  Lily didn’t like being in the car so long, but she certainly was a trooper about the whole experience.  She loved staying at Grammie’s house.  She got to meet Sophie, Grammie’s kitty and she got to meet her Grampa Rob for the first time, too.  She adjusted to sleeping in Grammie’s playpen no problem.  She taught herself to climb stairs while we were there and she cut her first teeth in Ontario (the bottom two).  We took her to see Niagra Falls and went to two Hard Rock Cafés.  This was also where she had her first bath in the big tub, she was so excited to be able to move around in the water; Momma was very nervous the whole time!

Third trip: A plane trip this time, to Orlando, Florida to go to Disney World.  Another trip with lots of firsts; her first time on a plane, her first time out of the country.  This trip was quite an adventure!  It was Lily’s Christmas gift from her Nana and Gump.  We left on December 26, 2012, which meant that Christmas day was a little crazy.  She started opening presents as soon as she woke up and spent the entire day opening presents.  She LOVED opening presents, and it was quite fun to watch, too.  She would have liked to only get one present and then have time to play with it, though.  She did great on the plane to Florida, she was awake for most of the first flight and happy, and then she slept through the entire second flight.  The flights home did not go as well, but I think that may have had something to do with her not feeling 100%.  She really liked having other kids in the house to play with, and more people awake with her in the morning (not just Mommy).  She did pretty good in the crib at the house there, but it definitely made me realize that it was time for a solid bedtime routine.  She was in awe at Disney World the whole time we were there, very happy, and when she got tired she didn’t fuss, she just closed her eyes and dozed off.  I was the envy of all the parents there!  Taking children to Disney over the holidays is hard, it’s so busy and the kids don’t want to have to wait in lines, or hold hands to be safe, etc, they just want to run around and have fun!  While we were in Florida, we took Lily to visit her Great Grammie and Great Grampie at their house.  She had fun there, but she wasn’t so sure about the two of them.  We took her and her cousins Kiara and Leo to dinner one night with all the princesses and we all went to breakfast on December 31, 2012 with Winnie the Pooh and his friends – Lily really liked Piglet!  We also made sure to go to the Hard Rock Café while we were there, our little princess will be a Hard Rocker, too!

So, those were our family vacations that we took.  Tomorrow, I will try to do another post with some more pictures of the wonderful things Lily has done in her first year!

So, Lily had her first birthday at the beginning of this month.  I actually find it hard to say, her first birthday.  I didn’t think it would come so fast.  I remember at the beginning saying, ‘I can’t wait until her first birthday, it will be so exciting!’  Now that it has come and gone I am wishing I could just go back a little and have my itty bitty baby back.

It has been quite a year!  A lot of change in my life.  Going from just me, being who I want to be when I want to be it, to being ‘Mommy’, being who she needs me to be when she needs me to be it.  It’s hard to keep up with her, to be what she needs all the time and still have time for me to be me.  Not to mention trying to grasp the idea of being a stay at home mom.  This is something I have always wanted to be, but it is also something I didn’t have, so I am trying to figure it out without much to go on other than movies and television.  Please, don’t take that the wrong way, my parents were amazing parents and I would not have wanted anything different growing up.  However, growing up, I always thought it would be really cool to have a Mom who stays home and makes a sit down dinner every night and makes brown bag lunches everyday (although, truth be told, I wouldn’t have liked it if I had had it).  But, having had two working parents and a very busy extra-curricular schedule for the whole family, we rarely got to have those sit down meals, and my mother always joked about how KFC, Swiss Chalet, Steak and Stein, etc, were ‘her cooking’.  So, I am now, trying to learn to balance my child, the housework, the cooking and myself.  Unfortunately, I still have not completely figured it out.  I have some good days, and some not so good days, and then, some downright terrible days.

A full year later and I can still remember all the details of Lily’s labour and birth as though they were yesterday; with all the same fog that I could a full year ago!  I still remember the heart-wrenching pain I felt when the doctor came into the hospital on February 1, 2012 and told me that I would have to have an epidural because I would likely be having a c-section.  It still brings me to tears when I think about it.  But, I also remember the amazing over-powering love and joy I felt when they finally laid Lily on my chest for the first time; the feeling of all the stress, anger, and hurt that I had been feeling just vanishing into thin air as if I had imagined it all.  Some of those feelings (the latter, obviously), I never want to forget as long as I live, others I would rather be a distant memory.  I remember the anxiety I felt as a new Mom; feeling so ill-prepared to take care of this new little person; feeling frustrated that I was getting different information (and at times no information) from the nurses at the hospital; and feeling like the worst mother in the world for not being able to do the things that should come naturally to me as a woman (giving birth and breastfeeding); worrying about this tiny new person and what effect it might have on her to not be breastfed.  Now, it all seems so silly.  We are her parents, we will do what is right for our baby because she is our baby, and maybe it’s not what it says in the books, or ALL OVER THE WALLS IN THE HOSPITAL, but it is what was right for our family.  Oops.  You might have sensed some lingering frustration there.  I just don’t get it!  Yes, breastfeeding is ideal, there are millions of benefits for it, but can’t you put up just one sign that says, ‘if it doesn’t work for you, it’s okay’, or, ‘formula fed babies and their families are welcome here, too’?  I guess a year wasn’t enough time for me to get over that, either.

Well, in any event, we got through those rough days of feeling inadequate and insecure and Lily has developed wonderfully and is very healthy in spite of being on formula.  She rolled over the first time, from her stomach to her back, before I even felt like I had started recovering from my surgery.  All of her gross motor milestones were hit ahead of ‘the norm’; although I wonder if the textbook ‘norm’ is accurate anymore.  She didn’t gain weight as quickly as I would have liked, and that worried me a little, but I didn’t worry too much because she was always a very happy baby; AND, she was growing taller and taller, she was just a tall skinny thing is all.  I now look back and think it might have been that she didn’t enjoy her formula; she has yet to drink more than a 6oz bottle of formula in one sitting, but she has had as much as 9oz of cow’s milk in one sitting; since starting the cow’s milk, she has started getting that little belly you always expect a baby to have.

So, it has been a very eventful year.  She went from barely holding her head up; to rolling and sitting up supported; to sitting up unassisted and pulling herself around the room on her tummy; to crawling and standing holding on to things; to walking assisted and pulling herself up to standing; to walking unassisted and climbing up and down stairs (yes, she climbs DOWN stairs).  She went from not being able to hold her own bottle; to holding her own bottle; to drinking from a sippy cup and being spoon fed purees; to feeding herself finger foods; to feeding herself table foods; to drinking from a straw; to using a fork and spoon to eat occasionally with help.  She has slowly learned to communicate with us using signs and a little bit of language and she is picking more and more up everyday.  Even watching the way she interacts and plays with her toys has changed immensely over the last year.  It is so amazing watching the amount she has developed over the year.  This is exactly why I wanted to work with infants, they amaze me, to be able to learn so much and to develop so many new skills in such a short amount of time, absolutely amazing!

Now, Lily will continue to develop and learn new skills at an amazingly rapid rate, but there will be fewer and fewer firsts in her life.  She will continue to grow bigger and one day I will no longer be able to pick her up.  She will never be my little baby again, and that makes me very sad.  She WILL, however, be a pretty amazing child, and hopefully continue to be amazing for her whole life.

Sitting here, looking through the pictures of her from a year ago, and thinking of all the things she has learned, it is very hard to believe.  I suppose I will leave it at that.  I am one astonished Mom!

Lily turned 10 months yesterday.  It is very hard to believe that in just 2 short months she will be a year old!  It makes me a little sad to look back on her newborn pictures and realise how much time has passed already.  It is going by WAY too fast.  But, I digress, this post is about how amazing she is, not about how sad I am that she is getting bigger.

On Thanksgiving weekend (the Canadian Thanksgiving weekend, that is), Lily took her very first step with no help.  Amazing, just 8 months old and already took her first step!  But, it was just ONE step, many steps seemed to be very far in the future.  For about a month, she seemed to only manage the courage to attempt any steps later in the day, as though she had been working up to it all day long.  By her 9 month birthday (and yes, I call each month a birthday), she was taking a few steps at a time, maybe four or five.  I was ecstatic!  She was so smart and moving so well for such a little girl.  For the next month she became increasingly brave, taking 14 steps without any falls or help about halfway through the month.  By this time I stopped really counting her steps because she was now choosing to try to walk more frequently, even if she fell down, she would stand back up and carry on.  Now, she can walk from one end of the house to the other without help and without stumbling; she walks fine with her big heavy sneakers on; she even walks over things without stumbling (much).  She is still in the zombie walk mode, but she does try to run and she is quite stable.  It wont be long before walking will just be another skill she knows.

Yesterday, she started to teach herself to climb DOWN the stairs!  She was with Scott, she went down two stairs backward (the way she is SUPPOSED to go) before she turned around to try to go forward.  Pretty amazing!  Today, I wanted to see this for myself.  I took her to the top of the steps, I went down one step and called her to come see me.  She crawled to the edge of the stairs.  She very cautiously put one foot on the first step.  She would not turn all the way around.  With one hand at the top of the steps, she held my hand with the other and started to come down the stairs sideways.  I tried to help her to turn to go backward down the stairs, but instead she found the railing.  She held onto the rungs of the railing and slowly made her way down the stairs after me.  I did assist her, but minimally.  My baby girl will be climbing DOWN stairs soon, too!

She has a few other skills that she has recently learned of which she is VERY proud.  She loves to give kisses.  For the longest time her kisses were big wide open mouth kisses, often with a tongue hanging out there, too – it looked more like she was trying to eat you than to kiss you.  But, now, when she wants to give a kiss she goes ‘oooo’ which makes her lips pucker, and it’s super cute!  She has learned to blow kisses.  For a while, if we would blow her a kiss, both of her hands would fly to her face, but they would not necessarily land on her mouth, more often than not, one would land on her eye and the other would end up of the back of her head.  Very cute, and an excellent try, but still not quite a success.  Shortly after she started her ‘oooo’ kisses, she started doing the same thing to blow kisses, she gives her hand an ‘oooo’ kiss and then moves her hand away from her mouth – these quickly return to the big open mouth kisses with tongue…but at least she is actually blowing kisses.  And, she waves.  She waves ‘hello’ and ‘good-bye’.  She will sometimes even pair her wave with a ‘heh’ or a ‘buh’.  And almost always, she blows kisses immediately after waving.  We were in the grocery store and a woman walked down an aisle across from us, the woman didn’t see us and didn’t pay any attention to Lily, but Lily saw her and started waving and blowing kisses!

So, since Lily was born, I have been wearing maternity pants or sweat pants or yoga pants…basically anything with an elasticised waist band.  For two reasons really, my stomach is still huge and the area around the incision has been tender.  But, yesterday, for the first time, I was able to squeeze my big belly into a pair of normal jeans and it didn’t hurt!  I was so excited!  Not sure why it stayed tender for so long, but very happy that it seems to be going away!

Another very exciting moment, watching my baby girl stand up in the middle of the room with no help just so that she can take some steps instead of crawling!  This isn’t AS new, but it is still very exciting every time she does it.  Crawling will likely be a thing of the past very soon, she really wants to walk.  She has taken up to 6 steps without falling so far, but she keeps pushing, I’m sure it wont be long.  Hopefully, when that day comes, she doesn’t decide that if she can walk with no help that she can also walk down the stairs with no help!

One more exciting piece of information.  When Lily went in for her 9 month check up on Friday, she was weighed, she’s still pretty light, only 18.5 pounds, but, she is now in the 55 percentile instead of under 50%!  She’s still way above average for height in the 96 percentile.  Hopefully this gain on the weight side of things will help her fit better into her clothes, with the colder weather we are going to have a hard time dressing her when her pants either fall down or are the length of capris pants.

For now, that is all.

Last Wednesday night, Lily was having a very hard time sleeping.  For the first part of the night she was waking every 30 minutes; as far as I could tell, there was no reason for it, although, she was eating a full 4 ounce bottle each time.  I became very frustrated with this, just as I would start to relax she would wake up.  The third or fourth time that she woke up, she was all of a sudden very congested, she had a hard time drinking her bottle because she couldn’t breathe, and falling asleep was much more difficult this time because when she laid in my arms her nose would get more stuffed up and she wouldn’t be able to breathe with her soother in her mouth.  I sat with her in the chair for a while, she slept sitting in my lap leaning up against my chest, this kept her from getting more congested.  Once I managed to get her back into bed after this, she slept for about an hour and a half.  Unfortunately, I assumed she would wake up quickly again, so I was on edge for the first 30-45 minutes of this sleep, and the next time was the same.  After that, she was awake for the day.  I was exhausted, but I didn’t mind, I was more concerned about how she was feeling.  By supper time, she had developed a slight fever, but she was still in pretty good spirits (as long as we weren’t wiping her nose).  Thursday night she managed to sleep for two hours at a time, which felt like heaven to me.  But on Friday, she was not herself.  She was getting upset over small bumps that she usually wouldn’t notice, she actually spent most of the day cuddling with me – which I was okay with, but it made me sad because I knew she had to be feeling miserable to be cuddling with me that much.  So, Friday night we started giving her Tempra for her fever and for any aches and pains she might be feeling.  It was amazing, by bedtime she was hardly congested at all, and she slept through the night.  Since starting with the Tempra, she is now in better spirits for most of the day and is much less congested.  But, I am still feeling like that overprotective new mom.  I know that she is okay, and that it is only a cold – because my husband and I both have it as well.  It’s no fun, but it is still just a cold.  But, when she’s feeling it, she is so miserable, and I feel like she should be over it by now, but she’s not.  So, I keep contemplating taking her to the doctor just in case it is something more.  I actually called 811 this morning because she has been sick for so long that I was getting worried.  They reassured me that I am, in fact, just being that overprotective new mom (my words, not theirs) and told me to call back again if anything changed.  I am so grateful for that service, I am sure that our family doctor would end up hating me (and by child by association) if that service was not available.  I didn’t realize how hard it would be to deal with her first illness, I have seen so many infants at the day care go through the colds, I know what it brings and that it is okay as long as the fever doesn’t get too high or the symptoms don’t linger too long, and yet, here I am, so worried about her over a simple cold.  I know it’s normal and that all parents are like this, especially when their first child is sick for the first time, but I thought I would be better prepared to handle it from my experiences at the day care.

So, when Lily was first born, I started this blog as a way to let out how I was feeling about the circumstances surrounding her birth and then to use later as a way of communicating what is happening in her life without having to fill up my facebook page with constant status updates.  I do still update my status about her constantly, but the whole story usually doesn’t come out until I have time to put it here.  I did not realize, however, that I would continue having problems dealing with her birth this far along.

I am getting used to being a Mommy, and I am happy that she is here in spite of how it all happened.  Now, I am starting to think about the next one.  I never wanted to have just one child, I want Lily to have at least one sibling to play with, to learn to share with, and to help her understand that, no, the world does not revolve around her – I know, she will never fully understand this, I don’t think any of us do, but I do know it helps.  Now that I am more comfortable caring for Lily, I find that I am not worrying about what comes next for her; now I am beginning to worry about what comes next for me.  At some point, I will be pregnant again.  When that time comes there will be many decisions to make, and I don’t know if I am prepared to make those decisions yet.

After Lily was born, I took comfort in the fact that when the next baby comes I would have the opportunity to try for a vaginal birth again.  Now that I am starting to look to the future instead of being stuck in the right now, I find that I am terrified about what will happen.  I know that I want to try for a vaginal birth, that is not a question.  But, I also want to be prepared for if that can’t happen.  Knowing that Lily was rather stuck when they cut me open makes me believe that the next one will be as well.  So now, I have to think about if I want to plan for a c-section on a specific date after the due date or if I just want to play it all by ear, knowing that if I play it by ear I may end up having a c-section in the middle of the night again.  Then, I have to think about the drugs.  I wasn’t okay with the epidural, and every time that I think about getting another epidural it makes me not want to have another child just to avoid it.  I don’t know anyone else who feels this way about the epidural, either.  Everyone else I know with children, even if they went in not wanting the epidural, said that it was the best thing ever and most told me to ask for it as soon as I went into the hospital.  I don’t want to be unconscious for the first few hours of the next baby’s life, but at the same time, I don’t know if I can put myself through that again.  I know, I have a lot of time to figure this all out, but I feel like I need to know what I want before I get pregnant so that I can talk to my doctor about it when the time comes.  I am also a little worried about the recovery time.  My scar is still very tender, I found that my seat belt was irritating it when we drove to Ontario, and I am still wearing my maternity clothes because it hurts to have normal waist bands across it.

I know, this was a lot of blabbering about something that I don’t even have to worry about yet, but I find myself thinking about it a lot, and the older Lily gets the more I think about it.  I don’t want her to be old enough to remember being the only child when we have a second baby, that means it will need to happen sooner than later.  I know that most people who read this wont be able to relate at all, but I just needed to get it out of my head.

Over the summer, we took Lily on two road trips.  Every year we take a trip to Moncton to go to Magic Mountain and to take the kids to Crystal Palace, we weren’t going to let a little things like a new baby get in the way of our summer tradition – not to mention we knew she would love Magic Mountain because she loves the water.  The scary parts were all the driving – how to stay sane while driving a long distance with a baby – and the fact that she wouldn’t have the bed she was used to – would she sleep?!?

The drive to and from Moncton worked out well, we had to stop in Truro to drop the dog offat her first home where her great aunt watched her for the weekend, Lily slept the whole way to Truro.  We had a short visit in Truro which gave Lily a chance to eat, get a new diaper and have some time to move around before being stuck in the car seat for another hour and a half or so.  She slept the whole way to Aulac where we stopped for lunch.  This was great because it is only a short trip from Aulac to Moncton, AND, we took one of my sister’s children with us the rest of the way to the hotel in Moncton so Lily had someone to look at.

So, the first concern was okay, we made it to Moncton and the fear of the drive home was minimal.  Now, how will she sleep while we are there?  We have a pea pod bed, which is essentially a tent for an infant, but she has only napped in it once.  At home she was napping in her crib, but at night she was still in her bassinet, how was she going to deal with a different bed?  Luckily, the hotel had a pack and play that we could use.  This made me feel a little better because it is more like a crib than her pea pod.  We got off to a rocky start, she really wanted to be in her small bassinet, more confined, she woke up several times the first night, but each night got better, so much so, I decided that when we got home we would move her into her crib at night so we wouldn’t have to start over when it was time for her to be out of the bassinet.
Trip number one was a success!  She slept for most of the drive in both directions, she had some decent sleeps in the hotel, and she had fun at the water park and at Crystal Palace.  She even managed to have two naps while we were at Magic Mountain in her pea pod!  This was a great trial trip for trip number two which was a longer drive and a longer stay.

For our second trip, we took Lily to Ontario to visit her Grammie.  This time, we left later in the day.  We still stopped in Truro, but we got there for supper.  Lily did sleep the whole way to Truro, and she had a good long visit in Truro where she was able to eat twice, get some new diapers on and she got to move around a lot.  When we got back in the car, she slept the whole way to Aulac again, so far we are off to a great start!  But, somewhere between Moncton and Fredericton, she decided she did not want to be in the car anymore.  We pulled over on the side of the highway and rearranged the car so that I could sit in the back seat with Lily, which meant the dog now had to sit in the front seat.  Lily was entertained by me sitting with her for a while, until she got tired, Sasha, however, was not impressed with the front seat, she spent much of the evening staring at me as if to ask for her spot back.  That night we made it to Edmundston, there, our brakes stated making a funny noise, so we stopped for the night with the hope of getting the car into a garage in the morning.  There were no garages nearby open on Saturday, so, we wasted a morning trying to find a garage and then we continued the trek carefully using only the emergency brake to stop.  Lily slept for the first part of the trip on day 2.  I spent a lot of the second day in the back seat with her, and she did quite well for the long drive and the long sleeps in her car seat.

We arrived in the middle of the night.  Lily decided that since she had been woken up to get out of the car that this meant it was wake up time.  She was awake for an hour, maybe a bit more, then it was sleepy time.  Once again, we were in a new place, she hadn’t slept well in the crib at the hotel the night before, she was going to be in another new bed, a pack and play this time, I worried that she would not sleep well again.  I was pleasantly surprised.  She didn’t wake up through the night that night, and nap times were a breeze, the rest of the vacation she woke up once through the night for a bottle and went straight back to bed.

The drive home was similar to the drive up, but we were all much more tired and we all wanted to be home, so the moments of unhappiness on the way home seemed much worse than on the way up.  I didn’t spend much time in the front seat on the way home at all.  Day 1 of our trip home was very rainy which brought our spirits down that much more.  Driving from Truro to home with no one in the back seat with her was the worst part of the trip, she would begin to fall asleep and then wake herself up and cry.

All in all, another successful trip.  A much less busy trip than the first, she got her regular naps and feedings in.  We went shopping a couple times, we went to Niagra Falls one day, we went to the camp one day to see the progress on the cottage and we went into Toronto one day for lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe.  She really seemed to enjoy most of the trip, at the camp she walked along the logs that had been set out as the start of the cottage frame; we went behind the falls at Niagra Falls which she was very interested in until we got too close and she started getting wet; she taught herself to climb up stairs chasing the dog around Grammie’s house; she got to try strawberries for the first time.

Now the challenge will be to pack lighter for the next trip!

One day last week, Lily was getting very bored of being inside, and was becoming cranky.  So, I took her out onto our back deck with the dog.  I sat down in one of our patio chairs and let her stand in front of me holding my hands.  She didn’t want to stand for very long – which is unusual for her, so I picked her up and sat her on my lap.  I watched her, expecting her to want to play or chat or sing with me, but instead, she just stared at the trees.  She was watching everything – the leaves blowing in the wind, the dog pacing around us, the bugs and birds flying around – all with this look of awe on her face.  I thought to myself, ‘I hope that as you get older you can hold onto the awe and wonder of life that you are feeling right now.’  No adult sits to watch the rain fall down the window or the leaves blow in the wind, we all understand what is happening and it is simply background noise for us.

Outside the window in Lily’s room there is a very large tree, the branches almost touch the windows.  When I change her diaper throughout the day I find she will twist her body in such a way that she can watch the leaves out the window.  When she wakes up from her naps and I open the curtains, she doesn’t look out the window to check the weather or to see if there is anyone around, her gaze goes immediately to the leaves on the tree.  I hope that she will continue to enjoy the sight of the trees as she grows up, and that she never loses the awe she has when she watches the leaves move in the wind.

We had a very busy Canada Day weekend!  We started on the Friday as Daddy had the day off from work.  We went to Tatamagouche so that Lily could meet her Great Grammie and her Great Grampy for the first time!  It was a long drive, but Lily slept the whole way.  She enjoyed meeting Great Grammie and Great Grampy.  She got to lay in her Great Grammie’s cradle from when Great Grammie was a baby.  After visiting with them we went to Truro and visited with her Great Aunt Linda and her Great Aunt June before making the long trek home.

On the Saturday, we took Lily to see the Royal Nova Scotia International Tattoo.  She seemed to enjoy that, too.  She loved all the music and lights and the gunshots and cannons didn’t really bother her much either.

On Sunday (Canada Day), we took her to watch the parade.  Most of it passed her by without her taking much notice of it, but she did see a cow sitting on top of a car and she watched the feet of one of the men in a marching band as he marched on the spot in front of us.  Mostly she just enjoyed being outside for the parade.  We took her to see the fireworks that night, too.  I had expected that she would sleep through the fireworks since it was well past her bed time.  She woke upon the walk to the fireworks and did not fall asleep again until we had been in the car for several minutes after the fireworks.  She did watch some of the fireworks, she seemed to be in awe of the exploding lights in the sky.

On the Monday, we took Lily to the Shubenacadie Wildlife Park with her cousins, Auntie, Nanny and Gump.  She didn’t notice many of the animals, but she did notice the snowshoe hare and watched it as it moved around it’s little cage.  Mostly she looked at the trees as we walked by.  She is very interested in the green leaves and the green grass – she watches the trees from inside our house, too.  After the Wildlife Park we all went to Dairy Queen for ice cream and Lily got some time to play with her cousins.

When Lily was only 2 months old, she attended her very first dance competition.  She was held by my students in their sparkly costumes, she watched as they rehearsed and applied make-up, she wen backstage with me to watch them perform, she went into the audience with me to watch other dances, she had the teachers and students from the other dance studios chatting with her and playing with her, too.  She loved all the attention and the music.  A couple weeks later, she was in the studio for dance pictures.  And after that, she was at another dance competition.  She attended the rehearsal for the recital, but not the show as she had a cold and needed her rest.

This month, she attended rehearsal for the Royal Nova Scotia Tattoo.  She watched the marching bands and her Momma dancing (although she probably couldn’t pick out her Momma).  She played with the dancers when we were not dancing.  She attended the Royal Nova Scotia Tattoo with her Momma and her Daddy on Preview night, when her Momma wasn’t dancing.  She watched a lot of the show, the loud gun shots and cannons didn’t really seem to bother her much, she enjoyed the music and the lights.  She then went backstage with her Momma during a show.  She played with the dancers, got attention from the backstage crew and the other performers (local and from away).  All around, she had a great experience at the Tattoo.

After the Tattoo was all over, her Momma took her to teach a dance workshop.  She watched the girls dancing and when they were given breaks she played with the dancers.  She had a wonderful time there, quite happy the whole time.

Her favourite thing of all these experiences was the extra attention she was given from the dancers and other people at the events.  I think that it is safe to say that my little girl will grow up to be a performer of some variety, most likely a dancer.