My oh my, how time flies. And it's even more measurable when you have kids. I look at pictures of Cameron from two weeks ago and can actually SEE how much change has happened.
So this is my first postpartum blog, and I'm writing it at 1:15am. This is because it's hotter than hell and I can't sleep, but Cammie is out like a light so I actually get some free time. For those of you who haven't met Cameron yet, she is an absolute charm! I couldn't have asked for a better baby. She rarely gets fussy, usually sleeps well through the nights (sometimes six hour spans), and is starting to smile with a purpose lately, which completely melts my heart.
Mike and I have taken on parenthood with relative ease. Sure, there's been an occassional stress melt-down (usually from me), but we've been able to maintain our sanity, our household, and our relationship. After only a week, we even got to leave Cammie at home with Grandma and Grandpa and have a date night (and my first beer in nine months!!) We'll see how long our sanity persists once I go back to work on Sept. 19th. Hopefully we'll establish enough routines that it all goes smoothly. This all depends on whether we can get some regularity with Cammie's eating and sleeping schedule.
Cameron is continuing to grow and thrive. She started at 6 lbs 5 oz, dropped down to 5 lbs 13 oz, but caught back up to her birth weight after two weeks. We weighed her today and she's a whopping 9 lbs! She's certainly taking on that chubby baby appearance too. She can sport quite a "milk gut" after each feeding.
As most of you know, I'm not much of a baby person, so I have to give myself credit for surviving the first month and a half. Let's be honest - newborns are not too exciting. And my entire life has revolved around her. So each day has gotten better and better as Cammie has become more interactive and alert. She's even starting to make cute little cooing noises and can finally fit into some new adorable outfits (thanks Molly and Christy!). I'm really looking forward to the next few months as she hits more and more developmental milestones.
To conclude, despite nasty diapers, constant spit-up, sleep deprivation, and getting peed on, I am totally infatuated with my little daughter. You will be too if you meet her. =)