We have been waiting to post some pictures and a blog about Evelyn turning one until we could get a scar-free picture of her. Unfortunately, the morning of her birthday, Luke’s fingernails happened to brush across her forehead with enough force to leave a huge gash, which of course turned scabby and puffy and then finally calmed down to a red welt. So now, a week later, we finally got some good pictures of her.
Evelyn had such a low-key birthday that I’m embarrassed to admit we barely took any pictures of it. We really did try our hardest to make it special for her, but it’s hard in a new place. My work schedule was crazy that week, I ended up having to cancel one dinner scheduled for the night of her birthday just to be able to be home with her. I tried to make a carrot cake, but realised we had no cake pans, nor any icing sugar. Luckily, our good friends loaned me some and I ended up making cupcakes with cream cheese icing – a huge treat. But they overcooked (thanks to our oven) and were definitely not up to caliber. Evelyn ate one, but certainly not with the fanfare and excitement I recall from Luke’s birthday – his first tasting of real sugar, first time really diving into a cake. Evelyn ate a few bites of a cupcake, then screamed – as usual – to leave the table after dinner. Dinners are pretty rough for her lately. We opened a few presents that luckily made their way ALL the way from Grandma in Victoria to Chongqing, and she loved the clothes and shoes. I bought each kid a little toy at Toys R Us, and we had a great night playing with those. But otherwise, it was a day like any other – whiny kids at dinner, a bath that was too splashy for my liking, and an early bedtime. I can specifically recall, though, as I stepped into the elevator on my way back to work after lunch, looking at my watch and realising that – with the time change – exactly a year ago from that moment midwives were rushing into our bedroom, Evelyn was emerging faster than we expected, and we were finding out that we had a beautiful baby girl. It’s incredible how different life is now, than we expected it would be last year!
Evelyn’s first year has passed very much in the same fashion of her birth – all too quickly, with surprising intensity, and with incredible beauty. There has of course been a bit of pain thrown in there too – mostly for me. Like the fact that she still won’t accept a “Lovey” like Luke’s SleepyBear, choosing instead to comfort herself while nursing or falling asleep by pinching and scraping my arms and chest. That’s a habit I can’t wait for her to grow out of… as it is I’ve got bruises all over my upper arms from her strong little fingers. She’s a gregarious child who loves performing – luckily for her, she’s always got an audience here. If she hears music, she will dance – in her monster-stomp, one-leg in the air style. If people smile at her, she’ll quickly wave back, play peek-a-boo, or start chortling at them at the top of her lungs! She loves chasing big kids around, and gets most frustrated when she can’t do something her brother can. She does have quite the temper, far more than I recall Luke having at this same age, especially about toys and items she wants. She is definitely prone to throwing herself on the ground flailing around and screaming bloody murder if she doesn’t get her way. She can say a bunch of words, but only a few of them consistently. We realize that she mimics the sounds of Chinese and English words that she hears all the time, but then can’t replicate them to label objects. But Mama, Dada, Bra-bra, Kitty, Ball, Jump – she can say these things really easily. Compared to Luke, who didn’t even say Mama until 17 months, her talkative-ness is such a treat!
She still naps twice a day, in the morning about 2 hrs after waking up she’ll go back to sleep for 1.5 hrs, then sleep another 1.5 hrs while Luke sleeps in the afternoon. However, her nighttime sleep still mirrors her brothers – up anywhere from 5-9 times / night, screaming each time and waking up around 6am for good every day. We’re working on it. She eats just about everything we offer her, and is a refreshing change from her brother’s limited diet. She does seem to prefer Chinese food – she prefers Chinese bread with bean paste for breakfast, Jiaozi (dumplings) over a sandwich for lunch, and she coats herself in rice on a nightly basis. She loves all meats, and doesn’t have much time for vegetables apart from carrots and broccoli.
Here are some videos of Evelyn at her best – dancing ands singing to herself.














































































































