Dear Stella,
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| Background blanket made by a nurse at your great-gpa’s nursing home! |
It’s been another crazy week full of firsts for you, and I can hardly believe that today was “supposed’ to be the day you were born. I can’t even imagine still having you in my belly instead of my arms. I have to say, I’m pretty thankful you decided to join us two weeks early. It’s been wonderful to have you already here for the holidays and for your aunts and uncles to all get to meet you while they are here visiting from MN!
Every one of my siblings (your aunts and uncles!) arrived this week – do you remember reading about their reactions to finding out about you back in April? It was even better getting to see them meet you and hold you for the first time. 🙂
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| Cuddling with your Uncle Tom, pre-blowout outfit change. LOL. See below… |
Your second doctor appointment went great. I absolutely love the woman we picked to be your peds doc. She’s from the Czech Republic, and very knowledgeable (and sweet!). She took plenty of time to look you over from head to toe and gave you a little tummy time while she answered all of my questions. She told me you were a little jaundiced (which we knew), though not enough to be concerned about, and overall, pretty much “perfect.” See why I like her? 😉
At your appointment last week, you were down to 7#14oz, and this week they wanted to see you at least back to your birth weight of 8#2oz. You blew them away with an 8#6oz weigh-in. Way to go honey!!
This week also marked your first foray into the restaurant world. You did great at all three that we visited…though you did decide that you were hungry at all three. 🙂 Afterwards, you love taking a good nap though, so it worked out okay!
Last but not least, two of your aunts and your uncle all wanted to ski in Tell.uride, so we went up there to meet them for lunch. That was a long day of firsts for you and me both.
Your first time actually being in Tell.uride…
My first time breastfeeding while walking in public because you were NOT going to wait…
Your first time having a blowout poopy diaper (in a restaurant, no less!), that required a full outfit change…
Your first time riding on the gondola…
…and my first time pulling over to feed you in a random parking lot on the drive home… again, because you were NOT going to wait, and I couldn’t stand to hear you cry anymore! Other than the random I must eat now moments, you and I are really getting the hang of this whole breastfeeding thing, and it’s pretty awesome. I love the connection to you – the way you look for me, and the way you’re instantly comforted when I’m close.
I can’t tell you how many times I day I catch myself saying “hey beautiful! i love you!” … even when it’s 2am and you’re fussing instead of sleeping. I mean it every single time.
I love you my little RockStar!
Momma