Dear Charlotte,
Today you are two weeks old. TWO WHOLE WEEKS.
I hate to get all cliché on you, but two weeks? Really? Already? Where has the time gone?
A family photograph your Aunt R took yesterday. Lately, one of the only things that will calm you down when you fuss is being placed on my chest and listening to me hush you or sing you a lullaby.
Okay, I know where the time has gone. The time has gone into snuggling you. And kissing your belly. And admiring your blue eyes.
The time has gone into watching documentaries while you chow down at the Boob Juice Bar. And commenting on how perfect you are. And taking tons of photos.
The time has gone into lulling you to sleep. And reading you fairy tales. And washing your laundry. And taking walks with you and Hank.
We took this the morning after we brought you home from the hospital. In the morning, you spend so much time just taking in your father and I before you’re ready to eat.
Heck, the time has gone into changing approximately 122 diapers. I know this because your father and I are keeping a diaper tally so that we can find out just how many diaper changes a pint-sized punk needs before potty-training. Next time we get it into our skulls that procreation is a good thing, we’ll be able to go HA! STOP! YOU’RE LOOKING AT ANOTHER FIVE BILLION DIAPER CHANGES! DO YOU STILL THINK THIS IS SUCH A GREAT IDEA?!
Also, when you’re a teenager, I’ll be able to say that not only did I carry you for nine months, I also put in half a life sentence wiping your ass.
Well. It can’t all be kicks and giggles =P This is how you look when we can’t figure out what you want. Sweetie? We’re trying, I promise!
It amazes me how much you’ve grown over the past two weeks. You went from being a tiny, squished, beet-colored squalling newborn to, well, okay, you’re still tiny and squished and beet-colored and squalling, but just an itty bit larger and louder.
Your father and I are both very excited by the little changes we see in you every day. Even a little extra neck flab courtesy the Boob Juice Bar is cause for major celebration, something we do with unprecedented enthusiasm. Who knew that a little neck roll could be so thrilling?
(Speaking of the Boob Juice Bar, in the last three or four days, you have picked up the most MIND-BLOWINGLY AWESOMELY FILLED WITH CUTENESS habit. As soon as you’re done sucking the life force out of my nipples, you give me a huge milk-drunk grin. This is clearly how you plan to take over the world, one milk-drunk grin at a time, and I have to admit that it is working. OH, HOW I LOVE THE GRIN!!)
Auntie E loves baby toes and milk-drunk grins too. You’re winning us all over a little more everyday. You are so unbelievably adored; I hope you always remember this.
So, at two weeks of age, you have already broken us. You have molded your father and me into people who would rather smother you with smooches or talk about the color of your poop than the state of the economy. Keep up the good work, kiddo.
At two weeks of age, you are also way too cute for your own good. Sometimes I spend entire days just nibbling your cheeks and munching your toes and snacking on those amazing baby fingers. Then I have to explain to your father that I’m sorry, but if he didn’t make such a damned adorable baby then he wouldn’t have to worry about me devouring her.
Daddy and I have learned that one of THE VITALS in these early days is letting you and I take one midday nap together. This picture was taken after yesterday’s nap. When I see images like this, I wonder how it is even possible that you were not part of our lives until two weeks ago. How did we ever live without you?
We love you to pieces,
Momma and Daddy
(25) -
She’s beautiful!
-
Gosh. These pictures are so cute that! They make me want to kiss those little toes and fingers. She’s adorable.
-
—>Wow, two weeks already. It will be two years before you know it. I say that as I just counted on my fingers to realize my son will be three in November. Enjoy all of the milestones especially in the first year. It’s great!
-
I’m only reading about it from this side of things, but I can’t believe it’s been 2 weeks already either.
Those are beautiful photos, and a beautiful girl.
-
That last photo is just beyond adorable. You make good babies.
-
Hey, can we get a post on your experience with breast feeding? Is it wonderful, does it hurt, how long do you think you’ll do it? etc.
Ps. She’s so cute. I love her eyes, will they always stay blue?
-
She could not be more adorable!! Really!! Even when screaming - so cute!
-
I have been derelict in my congratulations and I am so sorry. I kept thinking that if I tried long enough, something beautiful to say about your beautiful baby would pop into my head. However, it has become apparent to me that no matter what I write, it will pale in comparison to your gorgeous Charlotte, so: Congratulations! She’s beautiful, and lucky to have parents who not only adore her unabashedly, but can articulate that adoration for her to see when she’s older. I’m so happy for you all.
P.S. In about 2 years, 11 months, and 3 weeks, you may find that you have need of good and loving thoughts of Miss Charlotte. You should bookmark this post for then (don’t let anybody kid you: 2’s a cakewalk. It’s the 3’s that offer up the “terrible.“)
-
I feel this way about my nephew. Wow, I can’t imagine how I’ll feel when it’s MINE.
-
Swooning over here. What a LOVELY post, she truly is taking the Adorable-trophy home!
-
Very nice! The time goes so, so fast…..oh how I wish I had had my camera when she was teeny tiny. XOXO
-
O the cuteness, please stop this Sarah, we have three boys, the youngest being 6 years old and looking at these pictures and hearing you talk about nursing I am feeling like I could lactate all over again.
-
I often wonder how I survived without Lily in my life.
I love love that last picture, they are all great but there is just something about a sweet sleeping baby that just kills me.
-
Oh, beautiful beautiful girl.
Isn’t it amazing how many pictures we take of them asleep? I mean, they’re SLEEPING. And yet.
-
Yeah, ah, Sarah. Stop making me cry.
-
Oh, she is just adorable!! I can see, now, why you simply can’t resist nibbling on that little one. She’s precious! Congrats on two weeks and many blessed ones to come!
-
I love this post. It appears to me that the three of you have just breezed right into this whole family-thing. Sounds like she’s nursing easily, and you’re maintaining your sanity well. You’re making it look so easy! It’s awesome to see. Keep up the good work - she’s freaking adorable.
-
Dude, she is pure sweetness. Maybe you could pass her around and give us all a little snuggle time.
-
The boobie grins from babies are just priceless. Mine continued to remind me of the days after they were born until they were a year old! They just kind of looked up and gurgled and smiled. Thier necks relaxed - I was so SMITTEN! She is beautiful and she is supposed to take over the world. Watch out - finishing discussions on the economy gets even harder. If my husband had not lost his job I might have missed the whole damn crisis! (Jeez I hope not but one never knows with gorgeous babies around and you boobs always hanging out)
-
Can you believe how in love with her you are? Sigh… it’s magical.
-
Bliss. You have me itching for the next nine weeks to go by fast.. ack!!
-
It’s hard to remember my life before kids. The past year and a half has flown but I can’t remember who I was before that!
-
Beautiful!
-
She. Is. GORGEOUS!
By on August 03, 2009
Man… I want to smell that precious little girl….....*sigh*..........