I had a healthy, beautiful baby girl. Her name is Harper Christine. She was born on September 12.
These past two months have been a whirlwind. I don’t even know where to start. Someday I will sit down and write out how birth went, so let’s not start there.
Everything feels completely chaotic and 100% perfect all at the same time. It feels like I’m going to a party and I am 10 minutes late. Perpetually 10 minutes late. That no matter what I do or how I prepare I am still just 10 minutes late. Maybe I’ll get used to the 10 minutes and start to feel right on time but right now, I’m running late.
Here is my precious babe. She has been growing so much. She smiles. She laughed the other day, although, the doctor told me that was a fluke because they don’t usually laugh until 4 months. She’s right because we can’t get her to do it again.
She sleeps pretty well. She goes to sleep about 10 and gets up once around 3. She eats every three hours. Obviously, do you see that little belly. She is a very sweet baby. She only cries when she is hungry or tired, and really only when she is tired. When she is hungry she fusses around. Its cute and annoying. Its like baby whining. Ha!
She started daycare a week ago and over the weekend developed her first cold. It was not pleasant but we survived. Both of us.
I haven’t been on here in a while and I hope that I can do this more. I don’t want to forget all of the fun things about my baby. And I want a place to preserve her as she grows. But when I got on here today I somehow ended up in my profile page. My about me said: “I think when you live 10 lifetimes in 4 months its time to get to writing.
I am a wife, an aunt, a sister, a daughter, a Christian, and a women desperately holding on to the hope of becoming a mother.” All of that desperate hope paid off. My little miracle is at daycare (probably eating). I cannot believe that I get to live this beautiful, wonderful life.
“It will take longer than you planned, not as long as you feared.”- Greg Holder