Earlier this week, our little girl went past the one month old marker. As they say, time sure does fly; which is true in this instance, because it certainly doesn't feel like she's a month old already (although, in my defense, we did spend the first 10 days of that month in the hospital, so that skews it a bit at this point, I think). But in any event, and though I have nothing to compare it against, its been a great first month. Jackie and I (and Ellie) continue to figure out our "new normal" with Maia, and while the stream of visitors on weekends have been steady (its so odd to see so many people without having to drive; kind of nice really ;)), the last two weeks, being the first full weeks of work for me since we arrived home with Maia just before Christmas, has given a little glimpse of that new normal (which, of course, only lasts to mid-February, when Jackie goes back to work, when another new normal will begin).
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| "Fine. If she has to stay, I'm taking her Lion mat." |
Maia's been a great baby; she hasn't had any health problems since we've been home. She started increasing her food consumption immediately, and has already gained at least a pound since we got home. She is pretty consistent at eating every 4 hours, with a little wrinkle thrown in every now and then to keep us on our toes. And generally, outside of her one or two real active periods throughout the day, she can be counted on to sleep for at least 2.5 - 3 hours without waking. We'll take it for as long as it lasts. I think Maia's come to terms with the fact that she has a crazy dog, who is already trying to steal her stuff.
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| "Huh, the Universe is how big, you say?" |
We've already established a little routine for her (or for us, depending on how you look at it). At her feeding that occurs anytime between 7 and 9 at night, we go to the nursery for her feeding, share a book (usually Jackie) or a story (usually me), and rock her to sleep. With me working right now, I cherish this particular time most of all. During our overnight feedings, we try not to have too much interaction and stimulation for her, so this can be, depending on how my schedule and her schedule cooperate, the time each day that I get my most interaction with her. And while I have, literally, no idea what I'm doing, I simply enjoy rocking her, listening to music with her, talking to her, and so on. I've always said that coming home, and being greeted by an overjoyed puppy every single day, puts me in such a great place. This, obviously different, does the same thing. Truly valuable time.
The whole experience continues to be such a joyous ride. One month as a family of four. And while there has been some challenges, and there will undoubtedly be more coming, I'm loving every bit of our "four-dom."
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| "I'm how old?" |
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