Two months old!

A mere three months ago I was waking up at 5:00am, working out, going to work, teaching about letters and numbers, coming home, and putting up my tired, pregnant feet while eating dinner and watching reruns of the Office.

Two months ago we were welcoming a new life into this world, a life that we had known about for 9 months, but we were becoming acquainted face to face for the first time. We were learning how to feed, bathe, diaper, swaddle, and generally care for this little person. Everything was new, and the learning curve was slow at first.

Now, with Taylor two months old, it feels like she has been a part of our lives for a long, long time. I can tell the difference between cries (tired, hungry, over-stimulated, wanting to be held, wanting a pacifier, etc.). It takes hardly any time to change a diaper, and we can tell when she is thinking about soaking us in the middle of changing her because she becomes really still and quiet. We have a little bit of a bedtime routine now, and are getting to sleep at a more normal time. We know that we have to be patient and slow with the bottle for her to take it. We have to hold her a certain way, and that it has to be just the right temperature. And she is like her mom – she needs her sleep, and gets out of sorts when she is over tired.

Taylor has the best expressions and smiles, and can make me laugh out loud as we just sit and make faces at each other. She focuses so intently when we look at each other, and then will just break out into the biggest, gummy, smile. We call her the little boxer sometimes because she holds her little fists so tight that her knuckles go white. She likes to snuggle when she is tired, and generally wakes up happy in the morning and after her naps. She loves the sound of water (can’t wait to take her to Lake Charlevoix!). During tummy time, Taylor refuses to just lay and look at things, she wants to MOVE and kicks her little legs back and forth, looking like she wants to get moving and crawl if she could.

It is such a joy to be parents and to have a little person look to you and recognize you as their comforter and care taker. What an awesome job and responsibility.

At two months Taylor is 12 pounds 13.5 ounces (80^th percentile), and 23 inches long (75^th percentile). Big girl!! She’s growing so well, and the doctor’s say she is doing just perfectly. Music to our ears…

Brave girl after her shots (poor little thing - I think it was as hard on me as it was on her...)
I like her pink camouflage and sparkly band-aids.

Looking pretty with her daddy
Little smile

Boxing girl with tight little fists
Sleeping with her feet out, just like mom