she's strong!

We have been a bit worried about Lucy's slow weight gain.  As of Friday she was still not yet 6 pounds.  But we know she's growing, and she's eating, and pooping.  So I just need to realize that babies grow at their own rates and she will too.  She's the best expert to me on what she needs.  No doctor or lactation specialist knows her as well as I do, and I still have a lot of learning!  I appreciate the expertise that's been given, but I need to consider Lucy's opinions.  Not only do I have a (nearly) 6-pound boss, I have a 6-pound teacher.

She can certainly tell us when she's hungry, as you can see:

For a teensy little thing who seems to have trouble getting the scales to demonstrate that she's actually growing, Lucy is a strong little bugger!  She can now push herself away from me (and off the boppy), with her super-strong chicken legs.  Yikes!  She is a ninja and her super-fast hands are constantly making feeding difficult.  She seems to think her hands can help.  They don't.  She almost fits a few of her tiniest clothes now, including my most favorite green polka dot fleece pants and vest.  She is a true Colorado girl, sporting her first fleece vest, just like Daddy. 

Lucy also attended her first luncheon this past week.  We went to Breckenridge to celebrate with Jared's parents.  His mom, Connie, was awarded the prestigious Art Educator of the Year award.  We are so proud!

Jared and I are experiencing newborn exhaustion.  I'm able to sleep when I can but Jared is back at work, so he only gets the night to try to catch some z's.  Although I must admit I'm not a fan of naps (and I have no idea why except that I don't like how I feel afterwards), they are helpful.  Jared is finding rest when he can.  Especially on Daddy Day (Sunday) when he gets to watch football all day with Lucy.

I'm enjoying more and more this new crazy job (ok, life).  Lucy is a loveable little thing.  I can't wait for you to meet her.  :)

I have a six-pound boss

   Daddy's favorite shoes



Having had numerous jobs since I was 16, many at the same time, it's a bizarre feeling to be home and with no real "boss." I left my job at the Denver Children's Advocacy Center this month and won't return, instead I'll focus on my private practice come wintertime. I have to admit it's kind of a crazy feeling. I realize now, though, that being home with a baby is more of a full-time job than most full-time jobs. I "knew" that before, but never really understood it.

Lucy tells me when I need to feed her, when I need to change her, when she's crabby. My schedule revolves around her needs and her needs alone (at least for now). I now have a six-pound boss.

My parents were with us the first week and it was wonderful to have them here. Our cat, Wookiee, especially misses them. She's not sure what to think about Lucy, although she's coming around.

The power of Grandpa  


Lucy has been a good sleeper so far (knock on wood) and occasionally needs to be roused to be fed (since she needs to put weight on).  She had her first outing this week.  We went out for dinner and Lucy just slept.  I was especially happy to be out of the house.  :)  We continue to be amused by her ever-changing faces and the general goofiness of simply being a newborn.  Especially a skinny minny newborn whose tiniest pants don't yet fit. 

I'll grow into them!

I'm here!

Welcome!  I started this blog as a way to share Lucy with family and friends far and wide.  I'll do my best to keep it updated but we'll have to see how it goes.  So far, being a mom of a newborn means I get very little done.  :)

We are thrilled to have our little Lucy with us.  She was born September 22, 2010, at 8:23 PM.  Lucy is a little peanut, and weighed in at just 5 lbs 11 oz.  She was 19 inches long.  Now two weeks old, Lucy is back to her birth weight and growing strong!  She grew over an inch from Friday to Tuesday!  Amazing. 

I have to admit that being a new mom is even harder than I imagined.  My mom will tell you she's been a bit worried about me.  I am feeling better every day though.  Healing from an emergency c-section, crazy raging hormones, and sleep deprivation aren't exactly the best combination. I have heard all my life about how hard it is, but I really couldn't imagine it.

We are in love with Lucy and laugh regularly at her hilarious ever-changing faces.  She shares her mom's fondness for pirates, is the spitting image of her dad, and has her mom's tiny bendable pinky toe.  She barely fits into her teeny-tiny clothes, and certainly does not fit into the other, just tiny, ones.  We know this will change soon and we look forward to chubbiness.  I hope for fat knees.  She has intense eyes that may just have some blue in them.  She is our little squeakerbean.

Until next time,