But, at the risk of sounding like a senile, sleep-deprived, love-sick, hormonal, way tons of estrogen around here, haven't-gotten-out-of-the-house-much, crazy Girl...I just have to say it....
Amazingly, (SO FAR) the addition of this angel baby has been a total and complete breeze. I think we are living in the honeymoon period. I know this won't always be the case. I know that newborns sleep a lot.
Mom says, in general, I exaggerate. But Mom has also been here for 3 days and everyday I ask her, 'Did I exaggerate? Or is she an angel baby?'
Everyday, she answers the same, 'No, you didn't exaggerate. She is an angel.'
I do anxiously anticipate scooting around with 3, getting places on time, delayed sleep deprivation when she does finally wake up a little more...
But for NOW, I am LOVING it. The newness of it all. The sweet baby. The feeling of living in the Honeymoon period. The family growing by 7 angelic pounds.
God has given me the desires of my heart.
I prayed for this baby girl.
All 9 months that I was pregnant.
I prayed for a great sleeper.
I prayed for a good eater.
I prayed for a laid back little girl.
I've got two sweet girls. Neither of which are laid back. They are extraverted, go-getters, ram-rods....but they come by it honestly.
I have to wake her up to eat.
She has consistently slept 6 or 7 hours, a night, since the day she came home from the hospital.
The Honeymoon period.
'Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.' Psalm 37:4
He is loving this baby girl with all of his 200 pounds of rock hard muscles. (just kidding! But he HAS been working out tons and looks muscley and great). Sorry Julie, it's true.
He has been everywhere, doing everything for his family. Week 1, he took the older two to: the park, Chuck E Cheese, swimming, bike riding, T-ball in the yard, lunches out, grocery shopping, to the gym, to Sams, playdate with friends and the list goes on.... Oh, and I can't forget! Brian made breakfast-in-bed...for ME!
A girl with a 2 year-old, 4 year-old and a one week-old...did I mention it was when I finally woke up...at 9:00am!
then relaxed her hand around his finger again.)
Meanwhile, Daddy and Carlisle had their big date.
DADDY DAUGHTER DANCE.~
She said they were hot. That she didn't like them.
They both laughed out loud as he imitated her dancing.
I asked her about her favorite part of the evening.
Her response: 'dancing with Daddy'.
I asked Brian his favorite part of the evening.
His response: 'We had just left the Civic Center. We were walking to the car. And as we walked along she said: "Daddy....Can we do this everyday?" 'Me: 'Carlisle did you know that you had the very funnest and
best Daddy at the whole Daddy Daughter dance!?'
Me: 'Really? You didn't know all the Daddys at the dance. How do you know?'
Carlisle: 'Because, I know MY Daddy.'