Thursday, July 29, 2004
A Real Page Turner
I've been reading to Roxi almost every day for the past couple of weeks, and today she actually focused on the pictures in the book for the first time. She's been capable of it for a while, but I guess I finally got the timing of the activity just right (post feeding, prior to napping, with a perky demeanor). Her attention span lasted for two books ... not bad!
Monday, July 26, 2004
Clicky McGee
Huge breakthrough last night: Roxi has started to mimic sounds. OK, she's not reciting the Gettysburg Address or anything, but she is clicking her tongue. We think it's pretty exciting. She's been copying facial expressions for a while now, but the noises are new. In fact, Roxi is getting more and more vocal in general. She "talks" to her toys and us regularly. We pretend like we know what the heck she's saying.
Other lovely developments: big smiles, little herky jerky laughs (particularly in her sleep, which is hysterical), reaching for her favorite monkey toy, staring at her hands, birth hair being replaced by a thick peach fuzz (looks blond-ish, but it's hard to tell), eyes still blue, graduating to the next size up in diaper wraps (the cloth diaper thing is going great, FYI) and getting more and more squirmy.
Other lovely developments: big smiles, little herky jerky laughs (particularly in her sleep, which is hysterical), reaching for her favorite monkey toy, staring at her hands, birth hair being replaced by a thick peach fuzz (looks blond-ish, but it's hard to tell), eyes still blue, graduating to the next size up in diaper wraps (the cloth diaper thing is going great, FYI) and getting more and more squirmy.
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Pumpkin Head
Rob says Roxi is developing a very proper pumpkin head, and I must agree. Pumpkin head, Buddha belly and double chin ... just like a good baby should. In our eyes, she is getting more adorable every day. Please note though that we are more than a little biased.
Roxi got weighed yesterday at my breastfeeding support group. The breastfeeding part of this equation is still not happening; I am pumping milk and feeding it to her via bottle. So she's still getting mama's milk ... just not exactly the way nature intended. Oh well, she's been a non-conformist like that from the beginning: she presented breech late in the pregnancy so we had a procedure done to flip her around, she proceeded down the birth canal during labor only to get stuck at the last second, she came out through the sunroof and now she's insisting on having her food her way. We've got a live one, I tell ya.
Anyway, the upshot of all of this is that she's happy, healthy and gaining weight like a champ. She's up to a whopping 9 pounds, 14 ounces now. Go girl.
Roxi got weighed yesterday at my breastfeeding support group. The breastfeeding part of this equation is still not happening; I am pumping milk and feeding it to her via bottle. So she's still getting mama's milk ... just not exactly the way nature intended. Oh well, she's been a non-conformist like that from the beginning: she presented breech late in the pregnancy so we had a procedure done to flip her around, she proceeded down the birth canal during labor only to get stuck at the last second, she came out through the sunroof and now she's insisting on having her food her way. We've got a live one, I tell ya.
Anyway, the upshot of all of this is that she's happy, healthy and gaining weight like a champ. She's up to a whopping 9 pounds, 14 ounces now. Go girl.
Friday, July 16, 2004
Welcome to Roxi Land
My brilliant sister-in-law Christa has introduced me to the wonderful world of blogging, which is essentially online journaling. It's easy and nifty ... and since I type 12,000 times faster than I write, it's the perfect way for me to keep everyone who wants to know updated on the zesty chronicles of Roxi. Thanks Christa!
Perhaps I will be on top of things enough to post a new message every day, but probably not. You can count on weekly updates though, complete with new pictures and resplendent tales of sleep, poop, feeding and chewing on things. You know, the staples of babyhood.
Roxi will be 6 weeks old tomorrow. I am simultaneously blown away by how short and long that is. I almost can't remember life without her and yet 6 weeks seems so OLD. Anyway, I won't try to recount her life up to this point. The memory of a sleep-deprived first mom is not to be trusted. Suffice it to say that she's a cutie with fully developed bodily functions (use your imagination). She's enjoyed visits from her granddad, nanna, grandma and grandpa, gamma and aunt thus far. And she's really starting to entertain our 4 cats.
And so let the fun begin ...
Perhaps I will be on top of things enough to post a new message every day, but probably not. You can count on weekly updates though, complete with new pictures and resplendent tales of sleep, poop, feeding and chewing on things. You know, the staples of babyhood.
Roxi will be 6 weeks old tomorrow. I am simultaneously blown away by how short and long that is. I almost can't remember life without her and yet 6 weeks seems so OLD. Anyway, I won't try to recount her life up to this point. The memory of a sleep-deprived first mom is not to be trusted. Suffice it to say that she's a cutie with fully developed bodily functions (use your imagination). She's enjoyed visits from her granddad, nanna, grandma and grandpa, gamma and aunt thus far. And she's really starting to entertain our 4 cats.
And so let the fun begin ...
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