I am shocked. I can not understand how my diddy little sass ball is 1!
Everyone tells you it goes by so fast and you don’t realise how quick until it’s happening and you can’t keep up with the speed.
Evelyn is such a tiny sausage and still fits into her 6-9 month old clothes. She weighs only 17lbs 10oz and is the sassiest, cheekiest little girl I know.
A few weeks ago Evelyn was diagnosed with extreme hyper mobility and we were told to prepare for a lot of dislocations, some breakages and to be patient as she is going to take a lot longer to do things as she needs stronger muscles than most children.
Last weekend, for the first time, she managed to pull herself up to standing all by herself and I couldn’t have been more proud. Then the very next day she started using her walker to walk unaided for the first time too.
We were told she probably wouldn’t walk before the age of 2 so this was an emotional moment for me. She is incredibly determined and strong minded. She knows what she wants and will go to great lengths to get it. She is persistent and extremely bright.
From 11 months she knew where her head was and will touch it when asked. She now does the same for her toes and she is so nearly there with her eyes too.
She has around a ten would vocabulary and will babble the rest until the cows come home.
She can put quite a few of her shapes in her shape sorter in the correct holes and also knows that a duck goes Quack!
She is so clever and it scares me. By the age of two, it makes me wonder what on earth is she going to be doing?!
This first year has been hard but incredibly rewarding. On top of Evelyn having Hyper Mobility she also was diagnosed with a Level 4 posterior Tongue Tie which has been the reason why she has barely been able to eat food or sleep through the night. On average she get up every 2-3 hours and tiredness has become me. But you deal with it and learn to live with the deprivation. You cope, because, as a mum… it’s your job to. Everyday, regardless of the night sleep I did or didn’t get, before 7.30 am the children are up, dressed, eaten breakfast and playing. I am not sure how I do it but auto-pilot gets switched on and you just do.
Due to Evelyn’s tongue tie she eats at the level of a 7 month old and will not be weaned properly for a good few months yet. We are hoping to see a dietitian to help us progress with her as quickly as possible after the operation.
A lot has happened in the space of 12 months. To think this time 12 months ago I was cradling a new born is quite frankly ludicrous. Here is to another wonderful and amazing (maybe slightly less eventful) 12 months.
I still can’t understand that Evelyn is 1. Happy Birthday my sweet sweet girl. I hope you get everything you have ever dreamed of.