My camera has not been far from my side in the last weeks. Every eye-roll, every smile, every fart, has to be captured for posterity. It was ever thus for the parents of brand new children though, I guess.
Seated in her vibrating chair (22 days old?). Debating whether to fall asleep or scream in outrage for being put down!
You can't help but think your kid is the most beautiful child in the world. Are people just being polite when they are cooing over your little one? Or are they really as taken with her as you? It brings out a competitive streak which can was deeply hidden for years previous.
Burping time: lean her forward, prop chin up on hand and rub back vigorously. A rattling belch is still unexpected but very gratifying to hear.
Having a bowling ball for a skull must be a drag. I watch with amusement as Isadora tries to raise her head, or it slumps to the side after a massive feed. She has strong little fingers, tries to slip out of your grip like a salmon would, but hasn't mastered holding up that big old skull of hers yet.
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