Poke me in the eye again

Baby is here!

She arrived May 21 and changed our lives in a wonderful way.

All the smarmy stuff is true – it’s a new love, poop becomes an acceptable conversation topic, you sleep less… She is an absolute treasure and we are mesmerized and in love.

She makes the most wonderful noises, little whoops and chirps like a tiny bird. We try to respond back, or repeat whatever we had done that triggered the squeak. Sometimes when she first eats in the morning, she latches on and then makes a series of whoops and coos like she’s never enjoyed a meal before. It’s heart-melting!

She’s a little over 2 weeks now, and is spending a little more time awake. Today she poked me in the eye. It was wonderful! She had been staring at my face, and reached towards me, and then whomped my eye instead. I’ve never been more thrilled at a minor assault!