Toots Like A Dude

 

I cant believe it has already been 7 weeks since Cora came into our lives. On one hand it seems like it hasn't been that long but on the other hand it seems like we have known her forever. She now stares into our eyes and it is such an amazing feeling...plus its fun to have someone to have a staring contest with. the last time she was weighed two weeks ago she weighed 8 lbs and 4 oz, which puts her into the 17th percentile range, meaning that 83% of babies her age are bigger than her. She is, what my mother calls, wee folk; or as I like to call her, pocket baby. She cries when she's really tired, pees about twenty times a day, and farts like a teenage boy. She isn't laughing at her farts yet, but she is smiling. She smiles when we kiss her on the mouth. She will open her mouth and let the kiss echo inside and then she smiles really big and opens her mouth again wanting another. We have been trying to get her to take a bottle to prepare her to take one while I am at work. I had no idea how hard it is to try to get a breastfed baby to take a bottle. It seems like we have tried every trick in the book and she doesn't have it down. I go to a mommy meeting once a week and everyone in the class is having the same problem, so at least I know this is normal. I'm not gonna lie though, I really want her to take a bottle so mommy can have a good margarita...or two.

Because Aaron is out of school this summer and isn't as busy, the three of us get to spend a lot of time together, which is so awesome. We try to go for a walk in the morning before he goes to work and then a shorter one with Cora in her Baby Bjorn in the evenings. She loves to look up at the sky and the tops of the Redwood trees. She usually has a very serious look on her face, so who knows what she is contemplating. Despite her serious faces though, she is a very sweet girl who loves to drink milk, sleep on chests and toot like a dude.

 

 

the pinky wave

 

 

 

simply precious

 

 

twinsies