I am finally getting around to working on Aspen's Book. For Sawyer, I made a "first year" book that was short, sweet, and simple - and less complicated than most baby books. (ie a couple of fave photos from each month with a thoughtful quote, his birth day story at the end with pics from the hospital and of his birthday cake -- his fave part! -- and then a list of milestones, some of the classics like first smiles and steps but then some of our own favorites like first hike, first dip in the pool, first concert, road trip, family vacation etc.)
Anyhoo...I wanted to do something similar for the girl.
As I was looking through the old archives, a few popped out at me.
I'm not sure we ever posted this one on the ole' blog, but here is just seconds after birth, the first time she looked at me and I looked at her...(insert sniffle and tiny tear right here) Isn't she sooo wrinkly? I just love the smell of newborns. She looks chubsters to me here, even though she was pretty average at 6lbs 12oz. - well, that was a whole pound bigger than her brother, so she looked huge in comparison! Side note: I really hope the trend is not going to be that each subsequent child will be a pound heavier and an inch longer than the previous!
Here, she was 2 days old. She was born on a Saturday, came home Sunday, and this was Sunday afternoon. Her hair was so dark!
This one cracks me up. She wouldn't hold still enough to do the hearing test at the hospital, so the test-person asked if she could try the binky. I was anti-binki with Sawyer and he never took one...but I said, sure, to see if it would help with the test. Well, she loved that darn binky! She still loves it to this day! What could I do?
This one is just sweet. I gather she was about a week old, here, as I snuck in a few photos while Jacob and Sawyer drove my mom to the airport after she came to visit and help out for a few days.
With the big bro. She doesn't seem very happy here. Maybe it's because she new I was placing her in the arms of a toddler who had pneumonia? Yes, I never will forget: the day after my mother went home from helping us out - we found out Sawyer had pneumonia. So I got to start of the two-kid-tango the next day when Jacob went back to work (and for some reason he had a huge deadline at work and was pulling 70+hours that week) with a tiny girl and a sick toddler. Honestly, it wasn't half bad!
Thanks for indulging me on my little walk down memory lane. That is surely one fun part of making baby books and family albums - so much to reminisce about!
As I look at how much my children have grown since the moment I met them, my heart is filled with sadness, joy, and pride as I watch them grow. But mostly, it is filled with a greater love than I could have ever imagined, a humbling kind of love in which I would do anything in the world so that my children can be safe and happy. I sure hope they know I love them so.