She's a pretty little thing. My nervousness about raising a little girl is turning into sheer delight at everything about her.
Rosalie is a month old! Again I marvel at how fast the first month goes... how the newborn look and traits are already fading as she grows more alert and fills out.
At her last midwife appointment she was a healthy 9.6 oz and as cheeky as they come!:) she is doing well in all aspects. She loves to sleep, barely ever cries still (although when she does it's for a darn good reason, but generally she politely waits to be fussy until her big brother is either sleeping or with daddy so mommy can give her undivided attention)
Nights are a 'dream' (haha) usually she goes to sleep between 10 and 11 and wakes up around 3 to eat and then back to sleep sometimes right until 8am, although she does like to snuggle in bed, I really am not going to hurry her. It's so true that they won't cuddle forever, they won't be addicted to sleeping in bed with you if you let them do it once in awhile, and I mean, come on, she's so little and the weather is so cold. Why not!? She's only a baby once and ever so briefly. Maybe this is why the second one is more spoiled... you realize how fast they grow and how silly some 'rules' about the first few weeks are in perspective.
I can't believe Isaac sometimes... babyness is completely gone from him and he's a little boy now, the only glimpses of him as a baby sometimes come at night when he is cold or had a bad dream and will cuddle into my shoulder when I come to comfort him. But he is learning new things every minute it seems, and sometimes I look at him and almost cry at the fear of missing out on his childhood as it zooms by!
What precious years these are. If I turn around for too long, when I turn back they will be all grown up! I'm thankful I can understand this now, and really hope I can make the most of it.
Isaac helping Rosie get dressed |
Working at this together we are both getting our rest (usually) and maintaining our sanity, and reminding each other of the shortness of these years and how cute our kids are. (I smile when I think of Eric's words early this morning before he went to get Isaac after a rather rough night "Kids are selfish." And then to hear him later that day laughing at Isaac's antics and melting at Rosie's smile "My kids are so cute".
Ahh yes, this is love!:)
:) Can't smile enough at this blog-entry.
ReplyDeleteAnd to hear you say you aren't rushing anything makes my heart sing... :) YOU GET IT!!!
And your beautiful kids are worth it!
LOVE YOU! ~ granny / mom