Deciding you didn't want to wait until October 23 to make your entrance into the world, you surprised us all with coming two and a half weeks early and being born on October 6. And if your birth is any sign of what's to come, you're going to be quick, adventurous, do things your own way, and will keep us on our toes.
I've spent the last nine (well, eight and a half) months wondering what you would look like and what your personality would entail. It turns out I could have saved some time on your looks...you came out a spitting image of your brother at birth. You have a head full of dark hair, with a button nose and a full bottom lip, just like Graham. You were 7 lbs 6 oz and while your brother had you beat by two ounces, side by side, it would have been hard to tell the two of you apart.
Your personality (or as much personality as one can have in the first month) can best be summed up as cuddly. You are our little snuggle monster. You're most content in someone's arms, and you love to sleep on our chests with your legs drawn up. Because you were a breech baby, your flexibility during your first month was nothing short of circus-like, and having your legs as high as you could get them was quite normal.
The fact that you're such a sweet cuddler could fool you into thinking that you don't have a fiery side to you. And that would be oh, so wrong. In true Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde style, one minute you will be sound asleep and the next you will be screaming because "didn't we know you wanted to eat five minutes ago???"
You lost your umbilical cord at a week old and I found myself being sad that the newborn milestone was over so quickly. Perhaps it's postnatal hormones or perhaps it's knowing that you are likely our last baby, but I've found myself being incredibly sentimental during these early weeks. This second time around, I know now how fleeting they are.
While time has a way of making days (and some nights!) long, months and years fly by in the blink of an eye and I want to soak up every part of your newborn-ness. Like the sighs you make while sleeping. Your eyelids. The soft hair that covers your little body for such a little time. The way your arms and legs flail because you have no control of them. The fact that you are dependent upon me to sustain your sweet life.
Even though you've only been here a month, somehow it seems as if you were always meant to complete our family of four.
Love,
Mommy
I love the updates! The crib shot is great....you forget how tiny they are! Can't wait to meet Norah in person
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