Thursday, 5 December 2013: Two Hundred and Forty Eight Days Old.

Ayla may not be mobile yet, but she sure can climb all over me!

If I sit within two feet of her Ayla will somehow manage to climb onto my lap, pull herself into a sitting position, grab at my face and neck then bury her face, open mouthed, into my boobs.

At first I thought it was because she was hungry but I’ve since learned that Ayla just wants to be close to me, so she gives me “cuddle” in the only way she knows how.

Ayla’s never really been one to just sit quietly in my arms, so I guess an becoming a human play-gym complete with hair pulling, slobbering and tiny feet kicking into my groin is as close as I’m going to get!

Ayla also thinks its great fun to use my lap as a trampoline,

She’ll spend ages throwing herself backwards into me with a thud, before sitting herself back up and doing it all over again. And again. And again. Always with a big cheeky grin on her face.

 

It’s adorable, and melts my heart every time. I love Ayla so unconditionally – with all my heart – and to know she returns that love in all its entirety is something truly precious.