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Things I love about Sydney - Part One of Infinity

Hi Guys,
So I've spent a whole lot of time discussing how I feel about pregnancy and the first month of parenting, and let's just say I haven't had a lot of very positive things to say.
But, I have my first month with Sydney under my belt now and can honestly say that it feels like she and I have turned a corner together.  Though this morning was not a good example of that, seeing as she pushed out a fountain of poop all over the nursery while screaming at the top of her lungs while I agonized over a sudden bout of flaming red diaper rash.  You guys, the poop came out with such force that I yelped, "OH MY GOD" and had to stand back and watch in horror.  I had no idea her digestive system was so robust.

However...that aside, I'd like to say that I *have* been listening to all those people who tell me to cherish these moments because they go by so fast.  And so I'd like to share with you my top favorite things about my tiny new daughter so far.  I've entitled this, "Things I love about Sydney - Part One of Infinity" because I predict that there will be many, many more things I love about her.  This is just a start.  <3

1) I love her newly minted little inny belly button
2) I love the way that she smells, especially the top of her head.
3) Speaking of her head, I love it when she falls asleep on my chest and I rest my chin on it - impossibly small and downy-soft.
4) I love it when she sneezes and sometimes only makes a noise like, "Ahhooooh!  Ahhhooooh!"
5) I love lying next to her outside on the grass on top of her quilt, seeing her eyes get wide at the different quality of light she sees and watching her mouth start to make the shapes of the sounds that she's going to start making soon - like little ooohs and ahhhs.
6) I love it when she looks at me when I'm nursing her.  I swear, it's really starting to happen.
7) I love it how when I take her off the boob to burp her and she starts to freak out, I can put my mouth right next to her ear and say, "It's ok!  There's more!  It's all for you!" And she calms down immediately at the sound of my voice.
8) I love it when we do tummy time and she pushes herself up on her spindly arms and her eyes cross with the effort.  And also when she oonces herself across the play mat by pushing her feet against my hands.  The effort is herculean!
9) I love it when she's hungry and I hold her at my chest and she snuffles and snorts like a little piglet.
10) I love it when she's calm and alert and looking around at the world with those bright little eyes of hers.  See below.

There will be more.
I think I'm starting to like this :)



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