Day 58: My Little Monchichi

I totally think Marian looks like those little monkey toys from the 70s - the monchichi dolls. I think it is because of all the hair!

Day 56: Wiggle Worm

Marian is 8 Weeks old today!  It is getting harder to get a picture of her while she is awake, because she never stops moving!  It is no wonder that she still gets hungry every 2 hours...

Day 52: Birth Announcements

I don't know what the "proper" time is to send out birth announcements, but I figured, the sooner the better. So, they hit the mail today! Yippee! I personally think they are are very cute (though not handmade), and was quite proud of them.

Until I saw this:

Full link here

This is an artsy/craftsy blog I follow by another Brenna (I love artsy/craftsy Brennas! And all Brennas, actually) She made a freaking FLIP BOOK of her baby, and mailed it to people. In sewn shut, hand calligraphied envelopes. It is adorable, and I wish I knew her personally so that I could get one of these in the mail. I believe she makes her living creating invitations and announcements for other people, so it makes sense her own would be quite elaborate. Still makes me wish I was that industrious, though!!

I still love the announcements we sent out. And I would bet that I love my Marian as much as she loves her little girl :)

Because who couldn't love this face:

Day 50: Baby's First Sci Fi

Could it be anything but Star Wars? Original episodes, of course!

Blurry pic, but she is enjoying it just as much as she did Pride and Prejudice.

Day 47: Oh, How They Grow

Day 4 compared to day 46... (granted, on day 4 her legs are all curled up)

Day 46: Baby's First Austen

Marian and I are indulging in a little Pride and Prejudice today. I think she is a fan of Miss Elizabeth Bennett!

After the movie, I think I will read her the best children's book ever:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1423622022/ref=redir_mdp_mobile

Day 44: The Best Excuse

Song For A Fifth Child
by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
Sew on a button and make up a bed.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

Day 43: Who Needs Sleep?

This little angel refused to do this for most of the night last night. Amazing how frustrated you can get with someone and still think they are the most perfect creature ever.

Now I go nap!

Day 41, part 2: Thunderstorm

Marian and I just got back from Target. We got caught in a bona fide thunderstorm on the drive home. Thunder, lightning, and lots of hail. Needless to say it was quite loud in the car. I couldn't tell if she was crying or not. When we got home, this is what I saw! She looks very startled and confused, but not crying.

Now the cat was another matter... 

Day 41: Happy Dreams

Marian smiles a lot now, but only in her sleep. She even makes sounds like she is laughing occasionally!  I like to think she is having happy thoughts. Though, what comprises a happy thought for a baby is a mystery...  A clean diaper and a giant magic-milk-giver-thingy?

We keep waiting for the real smiles to start. I think she has smiled at me or Marc a few times, but small smiles. And... they may have been directed at the wall...  Ah well, she will smile for real eventually. In the meantime, I will keep her diaper clean and feed her when she is hungry!  And make a fool of myself with baby talk and exaggerated smiles. :)

Day 36: Wine Tasting

We went out to Amador County to go wine tasting for a friend's birthday. Marian did great! She slept most of the time. Which does make me worry about tonight...  Fingers crossed that we'll get some sleep!

Day 33: Bottling it Up

For various reasons, we decided to attempt giving Marian her first bottle today. I had about an ounce of pumped milk in the fridge, and we warmed it up and crossed our fingers that she'd accept the bottle. Well, she did, and swimmingly! Marc was beyond thrilled to finally have the chance to provide her with this basic need of hers. I think he'd like to take on all of her feeding, but I'm not gonna let him! Though I will let him take one or two middle of the night feeds!

Day 32: Baby's First Meeting

I figured one month (!) was old enough for Marian to start being a productive member of society. So today, she joined me at a meeting for thr Sacramento Children's Trust Fund to get trained as a reviewer for grant proposals. Don't ask her about the proposals, though. She was sworn to confidentiality like the rest of us! And she's not speaking!

Day 30: Queen of Farts

The amount of gas this girl produces is un-be-liev-able.  Thankfully, breast milk gas doesn't smell too bad!