Showing posts with label week 12. Show all posts
Showing posts with label week 12. Show all posts

Friday, August 2, 2013

Weeks 12 & 13: Too Cute

Lexi,

Right now, you're napping in your swing while I run around like a chicken with its head cut off, trying to get ready for our weekend away in the mountains. I couldn't stand not taking a break to write to you, since it's been two weeks. That tells you how little time I actually have two hands free to do a bit of typing!

You are the sweetest, most adorable little girl I've ever laid eyes on. Every morning, Daddy changes your diaper and plays with you for a few minutes before he takes off for work. A few days ago, I received a text message from him that read "I didn't want to leave Lexi this morning." It's true. Even when I'm exhausted and you have a two hour nap, I miss you by the time you're stirring and I can't wait to have you back in my arms.

You're so alert now. Nothing pleases you more than being in your Jumparoo - especially if I'm in front of you, making faces and mimicking the songs and noises the toy makes. You're all or nothing, though - if there's any part of you that doesn't want to be in your Jumparoo, you'll let us know. Immediately. You're a good communicator and we always know - via your lungs - what you need. Some cries are louder than others; your whimpers right before you fall asleep are the cutest. I miss your newborn squeaks, but your squeals and reactions are just as cute (if not more so).

I had to pack away your newborn clothing last week, and you're almost too big for size 1 diapers so I've been picking up a few boxes of size 2. It's so wonderful to see you growing, but when I found a few newborn diapers tucked away, I felt nostalgic. It's been a bit of a trying week, as you're going through a developmental leap and experiencing some pretty upsetting (and stinky!) gas, but when you look up at me with those big, beautiful eyes, I am so glad that you're mine.


 Baby girl, keep growing strong.

Love,

Mama