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Heaven was needing a hero
Your Tio Claudio died Baby girl. He was my very best friend, he was always there for me, to advise, to laugh and cry with me, to lean on. He loved me and he loved you. You have some beautiful letters from here in Letters from Ohana. He was family.
I have been talking now for weeks with Tio Pino y Tia Rosy. Claudio was all that time in hospice but he was unable to talk. We used to send him videos, short messages. Pino said he liked looking at them but it was so difficult for me to do because what do you tell to a friend who is dying? Rosy and laura asked for happy messages. We tried to take some sadness away, we talked garbage, we tried to make him feel the part of our every day life and more than anything we let him know that we think of him and love him. But I never addressed the seriousness of his situation apart from one message but don’t know if Rosy showed it to him. I felt like I can’t just ignore how sick he is and that he may not recover.
At that time we knew there is no chance for recovery and he suspected it too. Then he understood there is no more hope. We stopped making our short videos because we were told Claudio just cries when he sees us on the video message.
It wasn’t long though before they would start sedating him heavily so by the time he dies he was hardly present.
It has to be so difficult for his family, his two sisters and his mum! I got very close to Rosy and Pino. I hope we will remain close and i hope baby that for you these people will become a bit like Tio Claudio.
Thank you for being so good and supportive. You are so lucky you had an uncle like tio Claudio. I always hope he will be always in your life because it’s a person from who you could have learned so much
Treasure you memories of him
Let’s keep him in our hearts baby girl, let him be your Guardian Angel. I would trust him with your life. Now each time we are separated whenever i worry about you I will say “Claudio, you better make sure our baby girl, your Nieta is safe”
Be safe and remember your Guardian Angel
The Year in Pictures
This year was another eventful one in Haumea’s young life. Thank you for sharing it with us and we wish you a wonderful New Year.
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so much in love
You are now 1 and a half years old sweetheart, really switched on, clever little cookie. You are full of life and you demand heaps of attention all the time. We love you so much. Doesn’t matter you just learned how to say “up!” and “move!” and you use it very well to our disadvantage, bossy little thing that you are.
Dad is often waking up earlier so you spend some time with him in the morning but I can’t sleep much longer because I can hear your little voice soon saying “mummy” and I am wide awake and my body aches to cuddle you. You run into the bedroom pushing past your dad and we all cuddle and lie in bed, then you demand milk and jump in front of us saying “up!” and “Mlkkk!”and supporting your demands with hand gestures. “up, up” you call and drag one or the other out of bed and to the fridge.
When we are in the kitchen you come and decide to play with things on the shelves and in the drawers and command “move” every few seconds so we give you access to the spaces you need to reach. Not very helpful I can tell you.
But any even toughest day you compensate with so much love and sparkly fun. For instance you tickle the feet of a grown-up and say ‘didlydidlydidlydeeeee’ or you want to be entertained by the large box with moving pictures and bring the Telecommander accompanied by ‘DudlyDudlyDudlyDoooo’.
So now you are fully potty trained although for some reason whilst you don’t have any accidents with us when you stay with other aunties or in childcare you do. Is it as a sign or protest? You are happy to stay with other people and they all love you. You have two local aunties Victoria and Tuaine and Katja and Eugene. You stayed with Katja and Eugene when we went to Aitutaki and from how they talk about you and everything you did looked like they really enjoyed themselves with you, uncle Eugene was head over heels about you, you old charmer.
Whenever we come to pick you up though you run to us ready to leave, however much fun you had with others who sometimes spoil you to bits, you are ready to go. Oh no, wait – you say and look around and gather all your belongings. It’s the sweetest thing ever. You little person, pulling your bag and carrying your drink bottle. Now you are ready to go. You know where you belong and what is yours and you take care of it.
You now often wake up at night for mimi. Sometimes we sit you on your potty just before we go to sleep and you don’t wake up but somehow you register that you are on the potty and you pee and we have to hold you because you are completely limp. We put you then to your cot and you continue to sleep and burble a narrative of whatever is going on in your dreams.
Every one of these silly little things seems to a parent like a magical moment and it is so because your parents are so much in love with you
There are new photos – 1.5 year old now in your gallery http://www.haumea.ws/1-year/
There was a little girl once
She was beautiful, smart and full of overwhelming energy. She was bright and curious, always discovering, always taking up new challenges, always engaged and engaging. It was amazing to watch her learn and play, to be close to her. Suddenly every day became new in such a big way, different, exciting. One day it might have been her grabbing the spoon for the first time, pushing it into her little mouth the wrong way round and not letting anyone take it away from her and correct it. The other day it might have been her taking a tissue, cleaning a bit of food from the floor like she saw her parents do when she dropped something, then wiping her nose in the same piece. Suddenly you understand what growing up is, how you learn on mistakes by walking around with a piece of food rubbed in your nose, how we always need challenge and we can’t give up just because it doesn’t work the first time, how we learn every single day.
She is a year old now. The moment she is away I miss her and when I have her close to me it made my heart swell with love for the whole world. I hate when she goes just like one day I know I will hate seeing her leave but I want her to be open to everything, experience as much as she can, have other people to have an influence on her too, to add to her life, to make it richer. I love her too bits. She is my daughter. Of course I would say all of this – she is my daughter but even when I try really really hard to look at her from the distance, unpassionately, objectively, I still see a very beautiful, bright and intelligent little being, someone very special. This little girl is you – Haumea. You have so much in you. You have so much character, charisma, intelligence and beauty. Don’t let it go to waste. You also have trends that may lose you some chances, you have a strong character but you always have to work on it. You are not like other babies I have seen – laid back, docile. You are a power, strength, fire – things that are good when channeled well but also dangerous when you let them rule your life.
One day you will be a young woman – probably even more impatient, anxious, stubborn. Please, remember then that there is noone in the whole world and will never be, who loves you as much as we do and who knows you as much as we do – knows your history, your creation, your being. I hope one day you will meet someone who will love you almost as much, who will see good things in you, who will help you grew in a different way, love everything in you which is there worth loving and there is and will be a lot. Don’t waste you time on anyone who will not appreciate these things but also don’t be with anyone who will let you get away with not making the best use of them and with not controlling those challenging bits.
You are one now and this year was a real gift to someone who never cared about children, who never knew about beauty of motherhood, power of mother’s love, happiness and pride the child fills your life with. I am so happy you are in my life baby girl
On a slippery road
She is right on her way to her first Birthday, our beautiful clever Cookie girl. Does it pay off to have a clever child? She started walking at 10.5, at 11 months she was running around, climbing steps, letting herself bum first of the sofa, spinning around. her enthusiasm and curiosity always amazes us. She tries to put everything that looks slightly edible or chewable into her mouth apart from things she is really unsure off – she brings them to us shows them and looks expectantly waiting for verdict. She know most of her food now and there is no banana, nu or guava that would skip her attention. She shakes, screams points at it and commands “that”. It was enough to leave her for a couple of hours with her island mama and papa who watched TV and she realised that the remote control serves for changing the channels. She also knew that the closer she comes to the TV the easier it gets.
so is it always so great? Today she decided to mimic her dad and wash the windows just as he did – resulting in big smudges made with tiny hands on just polished glass. She is getting better in using the toilet, now she stopped even clapping top herself when she makes a pipi, it became normal, but now she thinks she advanced to the next level. seeing her parents picking the inlay of the potty to flash in the toilet she decided to do the same. She managed to pick up the inside part lift it and walk to the toilet with it. Unfortunately she was stopped there by her mum who followed wet traces on the floor.
Now should I applause the initiative or tell her off for decorating the tiles with her mimi?
She is on the road to become a clever little one year old – slippery road it is
Oma und Opa
You and us, your parents, had a nice visit. We all enjoyed your grandparents staying here for the whole 5 weeks.
The first week, even though you were friendly and curious you scared your grandma a bit when you wanted to be with your mum and only with your mum, specially in the evenings when you were getting tired and needy.
You would laugh with your Oma and Opa, extend your hand to them trying to get their attention, ‘chat them up’ but when either of them wanted to take you in their arms you would cling onto your mama and not let go. this made them at first a bit apprehensive about taking you for sleep overs but few days later they took the risk.
I knew that even though it looks so hard and you were getting so upset when I tried to give you to anyone else, even to your dad, few moments after i am gone you would go normal again and soon get used to new situation and lovely. This is exactly what has happened. So you stayed for a night with your opa and Oma and give them all that joy you give us every morning.
They were playing with you and teaching you new things, you had long walks and fun in the water, they would sing you, potty train you and do all the things grandparents do with such a joy, love and patience that your parents sometimes lack.
I missed you each time you were away but we were able to enjoy the adult time an for this we were also so grateful. Sometimes it is difficult to have a little cheeky curious time and attention demanding little monkey like you with all the aunties, uncles and grandparents far away in Europe. So we enjoyed each other, long bubbly breakfasts, adult discussions, long swims while you were enjoying every precious minute with two people who love you very much and came all this way to see you.
Your opa was hoping that next time you see them on skype video call you would recognise them and respond to them. Sure enough you got very excited, even if just for few minutes as soon you were distracted with all the stuff on the table and the computer keyboards and on a mission somewhere but these first couple of minutes you spend looking at your grandparents and calling to them and you even looked behind the computer too see if they are not hiding somewhere there. You will see them soon again and not just on the screen. Bet they can’t wait,,,
Christmas special
christmas eve will be always special for me. Dispite of its pagan, quite barbaran origin of Saturnalia, christmas also became a christian tradition, weather one is religous or not. it’s a family time too, a special time of sharing time and food.
Christmas are always special for children,either because they are being spoiled with presents or because they like the magic of it. I hope you will have a chance to spend soon one of your Christmases with snow. white christmas seems far more enchanted and magical then the carefree, casual tropical ones.
You won’t be getting many christmas gifts my little one. the best gift anyone can give you will be a chance to go to Europe to see your family and some new experiences so perhaps instead of many toys your family, our families can do just this – help us make sure we can take you to them and when you are there gift you a special trip, unusual day, new discovery…and so Christmas should be special for you, on the night of Christmas Eve we will tell you some tales of distant countries, their customs, places we will take you too, people close to you you will spend time with, things you will do, something to wait for and dream about
Christmas is particularly special for me because this is when marcus asked me to marry him – on a failed trip to see Christmas Eve night mass, on the footsteps of closed church, in the tropical summer breeze, in the middle of night, under hundreds of fairy lights. He had no ring and he forgot the head flower garland ei he had for me for this occasion and despite of this it was a perfect moment.
It was a big decision for both of us and each year we spend christmas together we can look back and think how right it was and be grateful for each other and for you too
Dad is baking an apple cake with advocate and we will soon go to Thomas to celebrate Christmas with his family and friends, big local Maori party with piles of food and heaps of children playing around, merry and fun
Merry Christmas our little one
Season’s Greetings – Weihnachtsgrüsse – Radosnych Swiat Bozonarodzeniowych
Season’s Greetings, Grown-Ups!
Meine Mutti unterhält mich unermüdlich und gestern hat sie mich sogar tanzen lassen. Klickt einfach hier um es mit eigenen Augen zu sehen :).
My Mum tirelessly engages me in all sorts of activities and last night made me dance! Check it out by clicking here or on your language Flag above!
filled with love
OMG, I am so filed with love. Perhaps overfilled with love, it keeps spilling out. Your dad always keeps giving me more reasons to love him more but you have opened me to that, until now, unknown kind of love. I just came back from the vaccination, I loved you when you cried and hurt with you and it really really hurt me when you felt the pain. You see the other person I love with no limits is your dad and I feel bad for him when he doesn’t feel good, I feel sympathetic and I want him to feel better, I am sad about his pain but I do not suffer with him.
With you it’s so different. I would so much rather feel your pain instead of you and it hurts me too. And I love you
Then I love you again when you stop crying and are being really brave and strong, then I hold you and you snuggle up to me, put your head on my breast, turn towards me so no one else can see your face. I love you again.
Your dad said he keeps falling in love with me over and over again each day and sometimes I ask him so today? And he tells me yes, several times and I ask when and sometimes there are the most funny or peculiar reasons I would never think could make anyone fall in love with me but he says it makes him fall in love again.
I don’t know if you can fall in love with your baby but I experience these waves of love all the time. Then I love you again when you laugh to all the ladies at marcus’s office, wrinkle your little nose and they can’t believe that you just came back from your vaccination – you are not moody or crying, you are just happy little you, curious and beautiful
Then I put you on the floor of the car on the blankets your dad spread. We didn’t take your chair and I was picking up the car from his work so we had to come up with a way to drive you. And you are happy there and smile to me and I love you again and I love you when you fall asleep. I didn’t want to wake you up when we came back home. Now there is high tide and I could sneak pout for a little swim but I prefer to write this because there was so much love in me I had to spread it out and I am thinking I am crazy, when ever before I would have miss a swim in the lagoon to talk to someone and here I don’t even talk to you, I just write for you to read it, probably years and years down the road.
Well, love is strange and crazy. Can’t wait to talk to you, soon I hope you will be able to talk back. You seem to understand so much now and you know now about object permanence, when we hide something from you, you know it is still there, you look behind, you try to get to it. You also realise if something is too far for you to reach but as soon as something comes within your reach you will surely get you hands on it. And you are not even 6 months old yet.
Now I just can’t wait till you wake up, can’t wait till your dad comes back home!
Love you and this makes me so so happy
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