In some ways it seems like Emerson has been a part of our lives forever, and I feel like she should be older than just two months... but then I look at pictures of her only a few weeks ago and see how much she's grown and changed and I think it's going so fast.
This month has been fun. We're getting smile after smile and lots of those sweet 'coos' and 'goos' that mommy, daddy and grandparent's can't get enough of. She's just such a sweet baby. She has a few really long (an hour or so) and alert awake times a day but still sleeps a lot. She is generally pretty happy when she's awake but will fuss just a bit as she gets tired or hungry. People that are around her for the first time usually comment that she's so quiet. She does cry on occasion, although not on a daily basis. She also pouts some when she is getting worked up into a fuss and it's probably the cutest thing you've ever seen.
At her 2 month appointment she weighed 13 pounds, 1 ounce and is 23
3/4 inches long! Greater than the 90th percentile for both! She is wearing 0-3 months, 3 months and even some 3-6 month clothes and we graduated to the next snap on her diaper shortly after her one month post. It seems like any day now we'll be on the last snap of her newborn diapers.
Emerson still takes her sweet time waking up and is sleeping 5 or more hours per night. She's also started really looking at things around her and tracking sounds very well. She sure seems to know my voice and face over others and I think she saves her biggest smiles for me. She LOVES her fists, especially the right one and the jury is still out if she'll start sucking on her thumb or fingers, but so far she doesn't like it when that happens. She's also getting really good at aiming her fist at her mouth, but she does miss on occasion and hits herself in the head ;). She already has a little attitude and makes a huffy noise when she's displeased - like when she bonks herself. She grabs at things around her, but doesn't try to bring them to her mouth, however, if they're in her hand and she wants her fist, they might come along.
We call her Emerson or Pumpkin for the most part, but sometimes EJ and the variations of Pumpkin - Pumpkin Pie, Sweet P, Pumpernickel are a few - and of course the usual sweet girl, sweetheart, lovey-dove etc.
They say that the six week mark is a milestone for breastfeeding and general routine etc., and that has been true for us. It was right about then that she started seeming less breakable and more predictable. Part of it is that she was just a little more stout and much less dainty from that point on, and also we have learned her a little better. We feel pretty blessed by our sweet and happy Emerson Jane!
And now be prepared for a million pictures of her! On a photographic note.. I'm frustrated by these photos.. there's something about the lighting in our room that makes funny pictures. These need some editing, but I'd better just get this posted for now!
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I can grab my dresses |
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and they come along when I find my fists |
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Although it isn't her favorite.. she's getting pretty good at being on her tummy. |
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And she's good at trying to eat what is below her too. |
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She loves to lay and kick and tell you stories |
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"Man I love this fist" |
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Chubby hands |
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I realized I'd better get a picture of her in her
'born at home' onesie (a gift from our midwife) before she outgrows it! |