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Hey Bea,
So, a few things have happened over the last two days that I think you’ll be proud to hear about. The first is the new developments in my training. You’ll remember before discovering I was pregnant; I had started learning how to teleport using the halo and that when Lexi was six months old, I restarted this training with Reya. Well yesterday I completed it. I can now officially teleport between worlds in the blink of an eye and take at least three other people with me, and by people, I mean fully grown adults. I also practiced teleporting with Lexi this morning, I was worried that her inability to stay still would make teleporting with her difficult, but it turns out that so long as I’m holding her in some way it’s perfectly safe. She was a little confused when we went from being in our living room to Kemuel’s healing room in the blink of an eye but found it hilarious when we then scared Amael by teleporting into his workshop unannounced. Perhaps I shouldn’t make a habit of teleporting her everywhere though, I wouldn’t want our daughter to get lazy or think I’m going to teleport her whenever and wherever she wants. I must confess when Reya told me I was now finished with the teleporting training, I almost teleported back to our world to see you. The only things that stopped me was that a couple of hours in our world with you would be days in this world and I’m not ready to leave Lexi for that long yet, I also don’t want to force you into this world for however long the rest of my training would take. I have a feeling there’s going to plenty of moments going forward that I’ll want to teleport myself to you and knowing I could do it so easily will make not doing that much harder. Still, everything worth having is worth waiting for, right?
The other thing that happened recently that you’ll be proud of is… Lexi stood up! We were playing on the rug in our living when she crawled over to the sofa and used it to pull herself up. It took her a couple of tries and I had to stop myself from laughing every time she fell backwards onto her bottom, but she eventually managed it. She never even cried when she fell either, guess she’s as tough as both her mothers are. Now she’s standing up, I’m going to get Amael to make one of those baby walkers to help her get moving on her feet, or is that a bad idea? Should I be encouraging her to stay on her bottom, no standing, no walking, and no running? Is that the start of the end? Am I going to blink and find my daughter doesn’t want to sit and play with me anymore and is going to be running down corridors to get away from me? God, and what about when she starts talking? How long before the back chat starts? Especially if she grows up around Lilith and I, who know what sort of language she could pick up then? Okay, that train of thought needs to stop there. There’s not point in worrying about things that are a long way it the future, right? Besides, we’ll probably, hopefully, be back with you and the OCS before she’s old enough to start school so she’ll grow up around good role models who’ll teach her the right way to behave. We’ll just have to hope she inherited your attitude and not mine, because I don’t really want a daughter whose going to give me the middle finger when I try to discipline her.
You know, thinking of growing up, I’ve been reading through the letter I’ve written for you so far. Mostly because I was bored, missing you, and wanted to reread what happened during my pregnancy and Lexi first year of life, but it got me thinking. In some ways, these letters are a bit like a baby book, right? You know the one’s parents get and fill with all their babies first like handprints, footprints, lock of hair, hospital bracelet and write down their child’s first experiences when they happen. It made me wonder if our mothers kept baby books of our early years of life, if somewhere in some fancy English house there’s a little book filled with baby Beatrice’s firsts, or if there’s some storage locker somewhere with my baby book being kept safe. As I reread through some of Lexi’s first, I began to wonder what our first’s word and how early we started hitting all the important milestones our daughter has achieved so far. Do you know what your first word was? Was it something simple like Mama, or cat, of was it something more complicated that announced what an overachiever you’d grow up to be? When did you start to crawl, or did you just skip that and go start to walking? I wonder what either of us were like as babies. We were the good, peaceful kind, or the ones that made our parents regret having children? I guess, I’ll never know the answers to those questions for me, but I’d love to know all those answers for you. I want to know what baby Bea was like, what she played with, what she looked and sounded like. I want to be able to picture you has a baby so clearly, it’s like I was there. Or is that too weird? Maybe someday I’ll get to look at your baby book, hey. Maybe I’ll even write out a proper baby book for Lexi when I’m in our world, even if it wouldn’t have proper photos in it like normal ones would, I think our little miracle deserves her own baby book. And at least I’ll have these letters to help me fill it in, multi-purpose letters, right? They will help you learn more about your daughter and our time in this world, as well as help me document our daughter’s development through the first years of her life.
Anyway, I should get going. I left Lexi on the rug playing while I wrote this letter but now, she’s trying to pull herself up on my leg. I suppose she has my need for attention, at least at this moment she does, oh, that does remind me though, she’s been babbling at lot more that last of couple of days. It’s mostly a strange mash of ‘buh’ and ‘muh’ sounds with a few raspberries thrown in but I think she’s close to saying her first words, hopefully it’ll be ‘Mama’ or something along those lines. I’ve been making sure to talk to her more and more everyday now, saying the words and sounds for the objects around us, and making sure I address myself as ‘Mama’ every time I do something with her. I’ve also been talking about ‘Mummy Beatrice’ everyday, just to get her used to the words so perhaps one of those might be her first word. You never know, do you?
I’ll talk to you next week, in the next letter Bea. Still loving you every day and dreaming of you every night.
Love always,
Ava and Lexi x