Of Seuss and sleep

Today we went to a Dr. Seuss storytime at our local Target, you listened better than some of the older kids there! 

Tonight was your first night in your crib in your own room. You even put yourself to sleep. We are so proud of you!

A day in the Wood's

We spent the afternoon snoozin' on our Mary Lou

Busy day, happy baby

This is what you get after a day of Mommy and Me, a visit to Mama's work, lunch with Auntie Lil and cousin Ellie, and dinner at the Kalstein house.

One very happy and pooped bebe.

Fussy day

We were fussy yesterday. What Miss Vivi was servin' up for the day, no one wanted. Not a sick daddy and not a fed up Mama.

A bunch of gas and no naps makes Vivi a grumpy girl.

Day with Nana

We spent the day having lunch and shopping with our Nana!

Now we need some Poppa time!

A peek over the bassinet

What mama peeped this morning. A 6 a.m smile.

The Magic Chair

This chair is magic for tummy aches as a result of no "business" for several days. After 15 minutes in the chair, mama usually has a cleanup job on her hands.

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Kim's Country Kitchen in Lincoln

Snoozing through a post-church brunch.

Vivi: Month Two

{Length}

Birth: 20 1/4 inches

Now: 23 inches (You're awfully wiggly)

{Weight}

Birth: 7 pounds 9 ounces

Now: 8 pounds 9 ounces (at 6 weeks)

{Favorite things}

 Mama, Daddy, your swing, being outside, lights

{Special Talents}

Sleeping with one eye open, sleeping anywhere through anything including Jurrasic Park and, much to Mama's dismay, feedings

{Favorite Pastime}

Going to see Daddy at work after pediatrician appointments or on the way home from running errands. Watching the mobile in your crib

{Sleep}

Pretty Awesome. You've been sleeping through the night since week 3 and take at least one good 2 hour nap a day (usually when we run errands or go for a walk)

{Crying}

Your witching hour is from 6 to 9 p.m. It's not constant but you're very hard to please for those three hours.

{Dislikes}
Being cold and wet after your bath. Not pooping for 13 days and you really hate when Mama pulls you off the boob for falling asleep. Sorry kid, no sleepin' on the job!

{Likes}
Eating, Sleeping, Bathtime, and your boyfriends, Montgomery the giraffe and Charlie the lion on your swing.

Those bastards get the best smiles...

She is born

You were supposed to come on Christmas.

Daddy really wanted you to come on Christmas Eve or Christmas Morning, his thinking has always been 'go big or go home,' but I'm happy you didn't.

Granted, I wish you could have come on your own, I'm glad you don't have to share your birthday with such a major holiday.

Daddy and I went to the hospital at 4:45 on Dec. 26, 2011 for a scheduled induction at 5:00 a.m.

Instead of rushing around excitedly getting things together because of my water breaking or contractions intensifying, we woke up to alarm clocks, showered peacefully and took a few last pregnancy photos.

I applied makeup and blow dried my hair, after all, it's not everyday you meet your daughter for the first time!

Little did I know, it would be a long 48 hours before I would meet you.

It was very early in the morning when you were born, the hospital room was very dark with only one light on over the doctor.

Like a spotlight.

Your spotlight.

You were very much anticipated, even from your surprise beginning. So it's no wonder you got the grand entrance you deserved.

In an instant all of the anxiety, and pain and stress of getting you here melted away the moment you were placed on my chest.

You were very quiet and alert and the first thing I saw was your big, blue eyes looking up at me.

"Hello, baby" was all I could manage to say.

You just stared back and chirped a little. You never cried like I thought you would, you just looked at me and chirped like a little bird.

The name stuck.

You are our little bird.