Ophelia is now seven and a half months old.
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I sometimes wonder how it has gone by so fast. But then also, it has been so slow and sweet. She is a dream baby. Beautiful and lovely since the day she was born. She has this very calm way about her — she studies the world as she learns it and is happy and content. I love her so much it’s unbelievable. How can someone so small take up the biggest place in your heart?
I am soaking in everything. Time is going fast but it is also standing still.
Today we went to a raspberry field and picked the sweetest berries. Ophelia patiently sucked her thumb the whole time, as it was late afternoon and she was tired. Self soothing is high on her list of strengths and I have always been thankful for it. She likes when I sing to her too, which has been the nicest daily ritual for both of us. I like Elizabeth Mitchell’s music best and am on a mission to memorize them all. We walked through the berry field plucking the ripest fruit for our pail. Just like Blueberries for Sal, we ate the juiciest ones as we trailed along. I can’t wait for breakfast tomorrow, and for Saturday and Sunday too. Get ready, sweet Phea. We will be eating ripe raspberries for days. ♥
