I absolutely cannot believe that it's already been one month since Eisley arrived! Judging by our photoshoot this morning, she is quite excited about it, too.
(And, yes, I'm currently working on writing her birth story, which I do hope to post before she celebrates her first birthday. However, most of my current priorities involve baby snuggling, sleeping in two-hour increments and consuming more than one ice cream sandwich per day. I have to stay on top of these things, people.)
My sweet little girl has changed immensely in the past month. Actually, in the past week alone it seems she's been changing before my eyes. Here are a few of my favorite things (just like the song, only better)
- A couple days ago she discovered her voice and started to "coo" when I talk with (well, at) her in the mornings. I like to think she also likes my rendition of, "Good moooorning, George, how are you?"
- I love that each day she looks less and less like a newborn, and more like a real person. I can't wait to see what features she ends up taking from both Jay and I.
- She loves her social time and is very smiley—especially after she has breakfast. I love that she is old enough to really focus on my face, and I can always tell when she is going to grin by the way her eyes turn into little half-moons.
- In the past week I've caught her giggling in her sleep a few times. Each time it happens, I'm sure my heart is going to spontaneously combust.
- During the day she much prefers to either nap in her swing or on my (or Jay's) chest. Sometimes she'll even holler when she's in her swing only to calm herself as soon as I pick her up. I love that she craves the coziness of my arms. And her favorite place to sleep is on her dad, for sure. It's absolutely precious.
- She's finally getting rolls! Oh, the rolls! (This is very exciting, considering she was such a little wisp of a thing when she was born.)
I still have yet to come up with a nickname for her that doesn't have to do with food (my favorite is calling her "biscuits", mostly because I want to nom her face off) but tend to refer to her as "Eisley-girl" much of the time. Jay uses some of the same nicknames he has for me, which means way too often he's all, "Hello, lovely!" and I'm all, "Yes?" and he's all, "Oh, not talking to you." (Which I find both adorable and tragic at the same time.)
Sleep? Well, let's not talk about it. (Okay, okay…it's not that bad. At least she goes back to sleep after she eats during the night, but I would pay good money to sleep for longer than two hours a stretch.) I know that getting on a schedule isn't always possible at this age, but I'm really hoping that at some point I can have a general idea of what this little nugget is going to throw my way within the span of one day.
Jay's month home recently ended and he's now back at work, which means it's now just the wee one and I for most of the day. The first day was terrifying. The second day was bliss. The third day I even ventured out with her for a short car ride. Who knows what will happen tomorrow? We may end up getting pedicures and stalking Ryan Gosling in LA.
Only time will tell.
All things considered, it's absolutely incredible how much this tiny person has changed in a matter of four short weeks. And it's also amazing how much I can adore someone I've only just started getting to know.