Day: October 25, 2004

pictures at last!

courtesy of magnificent charles…here are jasper, sela and carys.

carys looks so small compared to her sibs it tugs at my heart…she was so sick for so long and has endured a great deal. she is so sweet. and then there is jasper, who always seems to be looking concerned that someone might be so busy taking pictures that someone might forget he is a hungry boy. and sela, looking inquisitive and coy.

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the only picture of sebastian doesn’t show his face, and only half of mine, but we felt it was important for the little cutie-patootie to see himself on the blog along with his siblings. so, here is sebastian the swimmer.

v. v. exciting!
magnificent charles has posted pictures of the wee three on the blog site!
and will post a few more tonight.
what a lovely husband he is. he has several other pressing things to do, but he knows that people (hi mum! hi charmaine!!) have been asking to see update pictures of the babeolas, so he is making the time for downloading.
we love magnificent charles.

regarding the passport pictures below..the captions should read:

jasper (left) – i can’t remember the last time i was fed. it was a long time ago.

sela (middle) – my first solo photo shoot.

carys (right) – i am scared, but i am being a brave girl.

ooh, this is v. v. exciting.

since we haven’t been able to travel since the babies were born, and since they were in the nicu for so long, sharing pictures with them and getting feedback makes them seem “realer”…does that make sense?? so here are my very real babeolas. including sweet sebastian.

back to magnificent charles.

yesterday’s blog finished with the words, “it was a really fun afternoon.”

the evening was absolutely appalling.

jasper, sela and carys, denied the majority of their 2pm-4pm afternoon nap, did not eat well at 4.30, were asleep by five, oh, except jasper who started up in his crib at 5.30pm.

wahhhh my soother has left me…this is just like the nicu when my parents would leave me every night….wahhhh i am so lonely for my soother……wahhhh the room is dark and i am so scared that no-one will ever come back for me…..oh wahhh

i’ll wahhh you, kid.

so my sister got him up and attempted to give him the bottle he had pushed away earlier. jasper wasn’t sucking. (well, he was sucking in the best kid sweepstakes, but that’s another story). he ate a few mouthfuls of leftover sweet potato, and by 7pm was sleeping again. but that was an hour of whinging, so please don’t think he was remarkable. what is remarkable is that i didn’t run out of the house crying.

pam was really good, she pushed marie-claire at me and said, “i’ll take care of it”. and she did. v. impressive when your sister can tell by a look that you are nearing your notnice levels. remember that unwritten and understood book i referred to in pride or pity? the same book details your levels.

the evening feed was crap, too. jasper didn’t want any sweet potato, was squirming and yukky, kept slapping the bottle away….carys ate well though took a long time, and sela didn’t finish hers which made me wonder if she was going to last through the night (she did).

then we sat down and ate indian takeaway, courtesy of divine richard. i will write a plenty on richard at a later date. but for now i will just say he is a fellow canadian, animal and people lover, savvy, sweet, overly generous, interesting, and funny! and he loves food. richard makes me laugh. last night, i didn’t see him per se, but the food cheered me up. nothing says “laugh!” like aloo gobi.

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