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 ...