It’s hard to believe that 2011 has started already since the last bit of 2010 was a blur of nausea, less nausea, shopping, wrapping, packing, shipping, traveling, celebrating, and a teeny bit of relaxing. That doesn’t mean that it went fast, just that I didn’t know when it was over. I really am sorry that I dropped out like that. Those of you who have had morning sickness will understand. I feel kind of bad that Camilla has relatively few photos from that bit of her life, but I had recovered enough by Christmas to take a few. Really, though, I am coming to grips with the fact that not all childhood moments are properly photograph-able. When we went to the Georgia Aquarium last year, Camilla was six months old, behaved splendidly, and there were hardly any people. Result? Lots of nice photos. When we went this year, it was a different story (as you’ll see below). The same goes for Christmas itself. Fortunately, I have a husband who reminds me that the memories are more important than the pictures anyway.
Of course, the other problem with not blogging in a long time is that, when you do feel like it again, you tend to procrastinate because there’s an awful lot of catching up to do. Prepare yourself, because I have two months’ worth of pics to share. Maybe it’s a good thing that I didn’t feel like taking any more.
At the end of 2010, we…
…saw the return of the bath monster!
(I like to think of this version as “bigger, longer, and uncut.”)
…started eating peanut butter and made the perfect Will Shakespeare beard out of it.
…pulled out the Christmas decorations.
…transformed into Christmas elves, if only for a few moments.
…rediscovered our creche (which was waaaayyyyy more fascinating this year)
…and piously gave it some kisses.
…tried to take that family Christmas photo in front of the tree.
…skyped with Grandma & Grandpa Gibbs on Christmas Eve.
…got an awesome wood play kitchen that has been in use every single day since then.
…drove to Panama City Beach on Christmas day to be with my brother and sister-in-law.
…tried eating the Christmas lemon that grew on our very own tree.
…opened more presents.
…and lit the Christmas pudding on fire.
…froze our hind ends off in Atlanta (there’s some snow on the ground, if you look hard).
…made the best of it.
…went to the Georgia Aquarium.
…timed our visit all wrong and shared the experience with about one million other people.
…finally got to see the belugas.
…managed not to take a photo of Camilla and the otters, her favorite animals.
…grudgingly accepted that this was probably her favorite view out of the whole aquarium.
…and skipped a bunch of exhibits because patience ran out and naptime was needed. C’est la vie.
If you’re hardcore (= related by blood or marriage or a very, very close friend) you can find a few more photos here.
I see that I cleverly managed not to take a photo of my impressively rounded belly. Either baby #2 is a lot bigger than baby #1, or the space just, er, accommodated him/her more quickly. But I’m sure there will be plenty of time for that later.
Speaking of baby #1, I hear that she has woken from her nap. Thanks for continuing to stop by my little blog, and I’ll try to amuse you more often in the future.
Happy 2011, everyone.