| 2:00
p.m. Monday Afternoon
Today was her 2 month well baby check-up. She had to get not one, not two but THREE shots. Owwwie! Two in one chubby little thigh and one in the other. First I must gush. This child....she is the light in my heart. God knows the love I feel for her can bring me to my knees. There are times when I am holding her...my hands supporting her under her arms while I rest her feet on my the tops of my legs. This so she can look around her world. She looks at me and there are times that the love wells up inside of me so quickly the only way to relieve the pressure in my chest is to let loose laughing in such joy and love. Which only makes her smile bigger and my heart swell even more. There is no love in the world like a love for your child. It is just so damn powerful. Now. She has almost doubled her birth weight. I asked the doctor about it and he said that she is a very long baby and that even though she is at the upper end of her percentile, it's fine because she is so long. I think she will have Stuart's height. Official Numbers: Weight: 13
lbs. 2 oz. Some pictures taken over at Mary's the other day: The
first one is of her laying on the blanket that journaler Auntie Tammy
made for her. It's beautiful! In
Daddy's lap She goes back in March for her 4 month well baby check-up. We fed her sweet potatos off a spoon yesterday evening. I'll post the pics I took as soon as they get developed. Hopefully this century. Damn I need a digital camera. She loved them! She generally isn't a fussy baby now either. She's such a sweetheart to be around. Most of the time. God knows as soon as you say something like that the real beast comes to light and makes life a living hell. She seems to be sleeping at least 3 hours at a stretch but still not over 4. I hate to jinx it but a few nights ago she did sleep for a stretch through the night awaking only once. Last night of course was back to normal. I have hope that things are going to get better soon though because of that! One more month. 3 months is the magic number. Just because I have to have something to hold onto. She's still my dollbaby. I call her Missy Ma'am and Sweetness. She'll have a billion nicknames by the time I'm done. Probably give her a complex that she can blame on me when she's a teen but what the hell! |
