hello little missy,
wow, you are one month old already! and what a month it's been...
well to start off we were a little surprised by you and all your dark hair. your daddy said if he hadn't seen you come out he may have asked for some tests to be done as he thought you would be a little blond miniature of me. you don't look like anyone but yourself right now, but that's ok because you are so darn cute. when people meet you for the first time they always comment on your hair. and with good reason: you were born with a lot of it. at first it seemed almost black. now it seems to be the same color as daddy's and when it's in the sunshine i see lighter, golden streaks in it. what the onlookers don't know about your hair though is that it feels like silk. i love to run my fingers through it and push it behind your ears while you are falling asleep. after your bathtime, your hair turns very curly. in fact, the older you get the more the curlier it is becoming all the time. it is so adorable.
you have wide hands like daddy, but long fingers like mommy. you even appear to have my double jointed thumbs. your feet are long like mommy's but you have your dad's gimpy toes. that's ok, they're cute on you. and you have unattached earlobes just like mine too. for some reason these are the quirky things your dad and i looked for in you just after you were born. they are the silly little things we tease each other about and the things we wondered about you during the days we waited and waited for your arrival. speaking of your hands, at times you do the cutest things with your fingers. you put your thumb between your pointer and middle fingers. in sign language that's the letter T; perhaps you have a future as a sign language interpreter? however you do this every time the camera is far, far away from mama which is very frustrating.
you don't cry very often and when you do it's for the usual baby reasons...you're hungry or tired or want the heck out of your dirty diaper. on the whole you are pretty calm and appear to be content with your little life. all the french people comment that you are sage et tranquille. your daddy and i are pretty pleased about this and treasure it as we know you could change tomorrow. lately you've been sleeping lots during the night probably to make up for the fact that you haven't been sleeping much in the daytime. when you were about 2 weeks old, your dad and i decided to give you a soother (pacifier, sucette whatever you want to call it). you just really like to suck on things, even if you are not hungry. you suck on your fingers, the sleeve of your sleepers, whatever you can find near your mouth. the soother works the best though although it has turned your parents in to professional soother putter back inners when you spit it out.
bath time is totally ayva - daddy time. for the most part you seem to really enjoy the water. you always make the same face of 'ah, this is the life' and turn your head to the left while your right fist comes up and rests on the right side of your face. it's the ayva bath position i guess. earlier on you didn't like your hair being washed and so fussed and cried a bit. lately you don't cry at all; you're such a big girl. when you come out of the water though, there is crying sometimes at the shock of the icy air on your warm little body. your daddy likes it though because you go spread eagle...arms and legs go straight out. one time i even caught him blowing on you to get you to do that more. not very nice i know. perhaps i need to chaperone him more.
you still have the frog legs that must have been terribly squished while you were holed up inside me. whenever you are on your tummy on the change table (which you love by the way, i think because the change pad feels cool on your cheeks) you tuck your legs up under you. the same thing when you are tummy to tummy with me. i love it. when you are lying on my tummy though you do some weird things often. you like to really smush your face into me. i wonder if you can breathe, but figure you'd come up for air if you couldn't. sometimes you just rub your face back and forth on me. i'm not sure why, but your dad is kind of odd so anything i don't understand i chalk up to his genes coming through. i think you just like the rubbing feeling. when you are tired, but fighting sleep, all i have to do is hold you close and rub your tummy or back or feet. it doesn't matter where, you are soon asleep.
like with most babies you have a few nicknames. i've called you my lovely little lady since you were born. sometimes i add lumps at the end of that but then it reminds my of that horrible 'my humps' song by the black eyed peas. little missy and baby girl are also favorites of mine. your father is still stuck on calling you zonk. i'm sure we'll come up with plenty more as you get older.
the last week or two you have started to make cooing and other little noises, which are so, so cute. we have even caught some smiles and melted accordingly. and, no, they are not the creepy gassy smiles. these are the honest to goodness, i am looking at you and smiling. your papa says he is looking forward to you making even more noises. you have been very alert and aware of your surroundings practically from the moment you were born. that has not changed. you have two mobiles, one above the crib you don't yet sleep in and another one above your change table. the one of above the change table has a black and red lady bug on it and you love it. i think you could follow that thing around for hours if your mom had the patience to let you. you really like lights too except for at 3 in the morning. your mama doesn't like lights at that time either, but she rather enjoys watching your face screw up when she turns them on. evil mama.
your daddy and i are just so pleased you are finally here in our lives. i am amazed at the amount of love i feel for you even when i am exhausted and don't want to get out of my warm comfy bed to feed you. when you have been sleeping for a while, i find that i miss you and look forward to when you wake up so i can hold and snuggle you. many times i find your daddy just sitting and staring at you. he loves you so much too. i think we are both so amazed that we created you. we are so thankful to God that you are healthy and happy and pray that continues.
happy one month baby girl!
*ok, so i totally stole the monthly idea from dooce. i don't think she'll care though as it's not like i am as eloquent as she is. also, happy thanksgiving all you lucky people who get to eat turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes. i'm totally jealous.