Friday, August 19, 2011

{One Month}


Today, Charlotte Mae turned one month old. Holy mackerel! Sweet Charlotte, here are some highlights of your first month of existence:

• You were born on a Tuesday night and we left the hospital right after your Thursday morning check-up. Then, we had your first pediatrician visit on Friday, July 22nd, where you lost 4 ounces in weight and grew ½ and inch (every girls dream), weighing in at 7 lbs 2 oz and 19 inches tall. Just perfect!

• Your granny and grandpa drove all the way from San Antonio, TX to meet you. You timed your arrival perfectly, because they got to Champaign six hours before you were born. Way to go, girl!

• Your daddy had to leave on a week long trip when you were just five days old. He really missed you while he was gone, but we sent him lots of pictures. Granny and Grandpa stayed over a week and did an excellent job taking care of us while dad was gone.

• You had lots of visitors your first and second week of life. Friends from First Christian Church brought you loads and loads of gifts – diapers, blankets, onesies, dresses and stuffed animals galore! Some of them even brought Mommy and Daddy supper. It’s like Thanksgiving three nights a week at the Stewart house. Seriously, someone come over and help us eat all of this delicious food. Mmm Mmm!

• Your best friends, Bo and Abe, made you a really beautiful “Welcome Home” sign. They like getting to touch your toes and are always asking if they can hold you, even though your mommy and their mommy say, “no.”

• Charlotte, if there were an Olympic hiccupping event, you would take gold. You always those nasty hiccups at the most inopportune times – right before drifting to sleep or right before you’re getting ready to eat. They make no sense to me. I can’t figure out why you get them so frequently? You look so miserable when you get them and there’s nothing Momma can do about it. So sorry, Charlotte.

• When you were 2 ½ weeks old, you had four really bad afternoon/evenings in a row where you would cry from your late afternoon feeding until Mom and Dad could finally console you enough to sleep. It was horrible! We were so worried and scared, because one Saturday night you cried from 7:00 p.m. to 2:00 a.m. – seven hours! You didn’t have a temperature, but something was definitely wrong. The next morning, Mom called the pediatrician, crying, and found out that your diet needed to change - no more breast milk bottles and formula bottles. We changed your diet to a special lactose-free formula and your tummy loves it! You guzzle that bottle down in no time! Speaking of “guzzle,” filling you up with super special lactose-free formula is kind of like filling up our car with gas – gas is $3.68/gallon and your food is $3.68/bottle. Okay, it's not that bad. But seriously, does anyone have any Enfamil coupons? Gee whiz.

• We’re not quite sure who you look like, yet. I think you have your dad’s round face and eyebrow structure, but you have big eyes like your momma did when she was a baby. And I think you may have your Great Grandma Margaret’s mouth with those cute pouty lips. But for now, you just look like our little Charlie Bug.

• You hate putting on clothes and you put up quite the fight. I think there’s something about pulling the onesie down over your head that reminds you of your entrance into this world. If that’s why you hate getting dressed, then I hate it too.

• We are so glad that you’re such a good little eater. You’ve gotten in a routine of eating every 3 hours during the day. After you eat, you have about 30-45 minutes of “awake time” where Mom talks to you on the couch or you swing in your swing or we go for a walk around Centennial Park. You really enjoy awake time and Mommy does too! She can’t wait until you smile and giggle at her, because she thinks she’s pretty darn funny.

• Mommy and Daddy love taking you on walks. It’s our favorite time of the day, because we get to talk to each other while we admire how stinkin’ cute you are as we push you in your buggy. Sometimes you get a little fussy, because it’s warm in your seat, but you settle down after the first mile.

• We joke about how you are going to be great at hailing taxi cabs, like your Uncle Brian, and that you will be excellent at left-handed layups, because you are constantly throwing your arms up over your head. You are hilarious and you make everyone laugh. Your hands are on your face or above your face almost the whole time you are awake. You also like to sleep with one or both hands behind your head. We call this your “livin’ the dream” pose.

• You like it when your Dad swaddles you. He gets his Charlie Bug nice and snug. Mom, on the other hand, is a terrible swaddler. When she swaddles you, it’s like having your burrito falls apart mid-meal at Chipotle. Horrible experience.

• You like bath time, but only if Mommy places a warm washcloth on your belly during the bath and if Daddy is there to wrap you up in a towel with his big strong arms. And after your bath if finished, Mommy and Daddy spend the rest of the night sniffing your head. Sorry if that weirds you out, but golly you smell good! We’re so thankful that you are ours.

3 comments:

liz leybeck said...

Keep it Margo. I love reading about my sweet neice. :) I get enfamil coupons sometimes, I will mail them to you the next time I get some. Also, email enfamil and they will usually send you extra coupons.

Amy said...

What an awesome post. Your Charlie Bug is going to LOVE reading this someday...or having you read it to her when she's Ab's age. Love it!

Caroline said...

this is too precious, Margo :) Hope to meet sweet girl someday soon!