Saturday, September 30, 2006

Greetings from the Bumbo seat






I first saw one of these Bumbo seats at my friend, Sara's house. She had taken her wobbly-necked son, John Haley and wedged him into the chair and he transformed into an upright-sitting type of guy. It was hysterical, he looked so proud of himself. It is a bit discombobulating to see such a wee one sitting with such admirable posture, but now, here is my own sweet-wee sitting up just like the big heads do! I know everyone thinks their kid is cute, but DAMN! she is so cute!!!!!! I especially like the last one, her arm casually slung over the arm of the chair like she is chillin' with her buddies. (I guess she is...)

If you don't know anything about the Bumbo, check this out--the chairs are orthopedically designed to help the wee-est of wees gain muscle strength and help their development, as well as providing hours of laughter to family and friends.

For a limited time only!

My mom and I bought this outfilt for Noa before she was born. I half expected to bring her home from the hospital in it, but it was woefully too big on her, so it went into the drawer for "later". The other day, Jeremy and I were playing dress up with her and realized that the clothing that had been in the "too big for Noa" pile now had to be moved to the "we'd better get this on her now because at this rate she is growing so fast, she will only get a chance to wear it once, and we don't want to have wasted money" pile.

It is so exciting to see evidence of her growth. We had such a bumpy start with the breastfeeding, I get a real rush seeing that she is certainly getting everything she needs from me. Also, as someone who has had a troubled relationship with my body image at times, it is a whole new perspective, receiving joy from her weight gain and thriving, healthy body. I dare say she will probably only have one more chance to wear this outfit before it gets retired (maybe we can extend it a week longer if we put her in a disposable diaper--the cloth ones give her booty such heft!). We'll have to plan an outing so that she can show off a little.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Even the Cool Drool!







Enjoying a lazy morning in bed with mommy and daddy...... Snapping some photos for her adoring public!

Friday, September 08, 2006

Something for Nana and Grandpa



Here is the Sweet-Wee after a good feeding, far away in dreamland.....................

*BIG* love


I love this kid so much. I heard people describe their love for their children before, but it is something you cannot fully grasp until it happens to you. At least, I didn't get it. I would kill for this kid, no hesitation. Heaven help the poor soul who dares break her heart or look at her cross-eyed.
They will have some mama bear wrath to deal with! She is six weeks now, and it is hard to believe how much she has changed in that short time. Physically, she is longer and fuller (she has gained 2 whole pounds since she was born!), and emotionally, she is growing too. We still see the frequent appearance of the "b00-boo" lip when she has ceased to be happy with the status quo, but now we are able to distract her with a silly song (more on this later) or expression and extend the non-fussy times. She is able to sustain face time longer and is becoming quite fond of the bouncy vibrating chair that Sara loaned us--I can now take a shower or eat in relative leisure without holding her and she can keep it together for a while. JOY! The paradox is that sometimes I need a break from her, and when I get one, I miss her terribly. The other day, Jeremy had her in the sling and I went to take a nap and I couldn't fall asleep without holding and smelling a piece of her clothing. I am head over heels for her, and Jeremy is too. Wearing the sling hurts his back and yet he dutifully and joyfully dons it so that he can spend time with her. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night to find him staring at her as she sleeps, and he is grinning ear to ear.


I hear her fussing in the background....Gotta go.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Where has the time gone?????


I cannot believe that it has been almost six weeks since Noa burst into our lives. Before she was born, I had these wistful and romantic visions of blogging every day during her daily naps. Hah!
What is that saying--If you want to make God laugh, make a plan. My good intentions have succumbed to what I call the fastest slowest days in the world. If you were to ask me what we do on any given day, I would tell you that we just hang around caring for the wee one, but somehow, I look at the clock and several hours have passed. Making phone calls is now the biggest task, let alone answering the phone when it rings. Anyway...... I don't want to spend this small window of time talking about time....

Noa is the most beautiful and amazing thing that has ever happened to us-- we can and do stare at her for hours on end and ask ourselves where this amazing creature came from. I watch her sleep or share long glances with her as she nurses and I cannot believe that I have a daughter.
I am not one who normally uses such words, but I feel that she is truly a miracle.

Six weeks in, I feel that we are really hitting our stride. Jeremy and I are much more confident that we were in the early days and we seem to be doing a great job responding to her needs. Right now, she has been dealing with some troublesome gas for the past few days and we are helping her learn how to poot it out--I dare say that she couldn't ask for two better teachers on the subject. You can see her expression change as she struggles with a gas bubble and we help her bend and twist and encourage her little tummy muscles to push it out. I think she is getting it because she doesn't seem as disturbed by the process as she did initially. We encourage her and cheer when she makes a poot, rub her back, and urge her to make another. Not glamorous or exciting, but we wouldn't trade it for anything.