We have been really enjoying our weekends as a little family. Friday night we left Olivia with a babysitter and had a fun sushi date. It was so nice getting to go out just the two of us and know that O was well taken care of.
Saturday morning we woke up to temps in the low 40s. We had hoped to spend the morning at the Arboretum, but it was just too cold. We headed out, instead, for brunch at Oddfellows. I tried chicken and waffles for the first time and it was amazing. Ahhh-mazing. In fact, I'd like to eat it every Saturday for the rest of my life.
After brunch we went to see our best friend Ryan at a BBQ competition he was participating in. It was a gorgeous day and great to get to spend time hanging out with Uncle Ryguy!
Sweet girl slept through most of the BBQ. She is such a little trooper. :)
Saturday afternoon we took a family nap. Olivia slept on me and we had the hardest time waking her up so we could go to dinner. It was almost 8pm and after 3.5 hours of sleep I was worried she wouldn't ever go to bed.
She is the sweetest little snuggler.
We had a great time at dinner and headed home for a little bedtime reading. Olivia has the sweetest daddy!
Sunday was pretty low key. We enjoyed the gorgeous weather, hung out at home, and Reid helped some friends move a few things into their new house.
I have such a hard time believing that she's actually almost seven months old. On Tuesday she'll be three months adjusted and a week after that - seven months. I can't believe we are inching that much closer to one year. It just blows my mind. Here are a few pictures from our little photo shoot.
Olivia and I have been playing in the mornings on a blanket in her room. She loves to scoot around, play with toys, have a little tummy time and look out her window. It is one of my favorite times of our day together! Can you see why?
I write great blog posts in my head, but I seem to have a hard time getting them recorded on here. There are just a few things I want to remember about life lately.
- Olivia weighs 9 pounds 10 ounces and is 21.5 inches long. She had all of her six month shots a few weeks ago and was a bit out of sorts for a couple of days. Lots of snuggles, a few Tylenol doses, and she was back to normal.
-At her six month appointment her doctor was very pleased with how she's doing developmentally. She's kicking, rolling over, scooting, tracking objects and people, eating well, sucking on her hands, holding and batting toys, and holding her head up. His goal is for preemies to be caught up weight wise by two years. He said at the rate she is going she will be caught up by 15 months. She is growing and thriving! Thank you, Lord!
- Her doctor gave us the OK to stop giving her the neosure formula so she is breastfeeding or getting breastmilk in a bottle (dad likes to feed her a bottle before bed). I'm seeing her feisty side come out here and there through this transition as she's figured out drinking from a bottle is much less work. Sigh.
- She is smiling more than ever. On Sunday while we were driving home from church she let out the biggest little laugh. She was looking at herself in the mirror and got quite a big kick out of something.
- She's definitely not a sleepy newborn anymore. She's been pretty fussy in the evenings for the past week or so. Her new favorite pastime is fighting sleep during the day. She's forming preferences and lets us know it! All that said, she's still a sweet, happy, laid back, easy baby the majority of the time.
- She is wearing size one diapers and most 0-3 month clothes fit her. Her little feet are still too small for size 1 infant shoes - she might take after her Pawpaw and Auntie El in the small foot department. ;)
- She loves to go on walks and is very interested in the world around her. She's very serious when she's trying to take everything in.
- She is especially happy in the mornings. She loves naked playtime on her quilt. On the weekends I bring her into our bed and let her kick around (with clothes on) while Reid and I play with her.
- She is getting into a better routine. I'm trying to be more consistent but this past week was kinda thrown off (for good reason) with lots of visitors. More on that in another post.
I love that your little personality is starting to show itself more everyday! Even during those fussy days I find myself thankful for the crying. You are nothing short of a miracle, sweet girl. You have my whole heart and I love you fiercely.
"For you have delivered my soul from death,
my eyes from tears,
my feet from stumbling;
I will walk before the Lord
in the land of the living."
Psalm 116:8-9 (ESV)
There's something I've been thinking about a lot lately. Something that, until a few nights ago I hadn't quite been able to clearly articulate. Its a feeling, a desire for more. At the same time there's a tug of my flesh that I just can't seem to shake.
During the two weeks I laid in bed at the hospital a lot of things I didn't like about my life became clear. When something so big is stripped from you, you begin to wonder why you ever cared about the little things - the gossip, the clothes, the house, the cars, the image, and on the list goes. In those weeks after we buried our girls and life settled into a new normal I struggled a lot. Truth is, I still struggle a lot. The things I hear people worrying over seem maddening, so trivial. And whats most frustrating is that I've found myself going back to that same place. Getting hung up on things that don't carry any eternal weight and many times failing to see that its an issue of the state of my heart.
In my mind, I can see two large bodies of land with a huge divide between them. There's nothing special about the side I'm standing on - its dry and desolate, offering just enough to sustain life. But, on the other side is beauty like I've never known. Its a fruitful expanse that offers more than my heart and mind can fathom. The tricky part is that the only way to cross is by an old, rickety bridge. Its like, even though I know the other side offers abundant life, I can't get over my fear of crossing. The fear of letting go of what feels comfortable now and trusting that there's something better. I know there's something better.
“It would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”
I can't believe our Livi girl is 6 months old! She is just as sweet as ever and gets cuter everyday. As I type this she's napping on my chest. I have been better about trying at least one nap a day in her crib. But, she's only going to want to cuddle with me for a short time and I'm taking advantage while I can!
Olivia had me eating humble pie after my last update. She had a stretch of middle of the night wake-ups. I'm pretty sure she was going through a growth spurt, and has gone back to sleeping through the night the last couple of nights.
Reid and I have decided that the morning is Olivia's favorite time of day. She is just so smiley and happy when you go get her out of her crib. It's one of my absolute favorite things to do!
A few weeks ago she had her first real babysitter! Her babysitter, Kristina, was also one of the nurses who took care of her in the NICU. I joked but was actually pretty serious that we didn't need to worry because our child's babysitter was more qualified than her own mom and dad. :)
You are such a joy and just the happiest, sweetest girl! We are so thankful God chose us for you. You are the light of our lives and we love you fiercely.