breakfast yuminess – stuffed french toast
quote to ponder, pictures after the storm
six weeks old
She loves: baths, being held, movement, music, foot rubs, and being swaddled (such a girl!). Our little one is tipping the scales at 11 pounds 4 ounces, is (very occasionally) sleeping 6-7 hours at night, has graduated to size 2 diapers and has developed a distinctive “hungry” cry.
new life
I know that it was there all winter, but really, everything seemed so dead. The yards, parks and roadsides were beginning to seem as if they were populated by skeleton trees and a remnant of brave but lonely evergreens.
And then one day last week, we went to the park. The Bradford Pear and tulip trees were blooming. The first of them all to bloom and leaf out. The rest of the trees and bushes almost seemed to be waiting for them to take the lead, for now there is a hazy green film everywhere. Just in time for Easter. How appropriate.
As long as the earth endures,
seedtime and harvest,
cold and heat,
summer and winter,
day and night
will never cease. -Gen 8:22
If those words have proven true, these will as well:
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me that you also may be where I am. -John 14:3
cute clothes make the day better
Emma and I have been having a …… trying day. We have been bothered by what seems to be some very uncomfortable gas in her tummy. Nothing I have done has been able to calm her for long. So, knowing that a cute baby is harder to be upset with and to reduce the likelihood of frustration on my part, I put her into one of her adorable outfits. I’m not sure if it made her feel better, but it helped me.
peek-a-boo!
a week of firsts
Emma also got her first real bath (which included washing her hair)
plus found her fingers and began to make more “happy” noises: sighing, cooing, sputtering, snuffling and so on. John went back to work today, and Emma and I were on our own. We got some laundry done, changed our clothes a few times (meaning more laundry), took naps, and I picked up the knitting project that had been set aside when she was born.
We are slowly starting to find our “normal”.