Holy crap, my kid is is six weeks old.

She has started to really look at faces and is working on figuring out the whole smiling thing.

She coos and ahhs constantly. When I wear her in the wrap, she holds her head up and looks all around.

Speaking of babywearing... it is amazing. She stays happy because she feels like she is being held, and I stay happy because I can get stuff done. She will fall asleep in my arms easily, but will almost always wake up the second I put her down. However, she will nap long and hard when she's in the wrap. I also like that she is constantly with me in the wrap, when I do manage to get her to nap in the bed I feel compelled to check on her absurdly often. I can't help it, it's the mommy hormones making me crazy paranoid!

We went to our first mommy baby yoga class yesterday. I loved it and it's definitely going to become a regualr occurrence. It's a great way for me to learn some new ways to stretch and work out this post-baby body. Plus, I can get in a little exercise when it's too cold or gross to power walk with her at the park.

She has started to actually watch stuff. She watched the mobile on her swing for the fist time a couple of days ago.

We co-sleep.  I actually don't know any moms who don't. She sleeps for longer periods of time and I sleep better because I can wake up and check on her without even moving. My husband sleeps with us sometimes, but usually sleeps in the guest bedroom which is easier for everyone. There is no need for him to wake up multiple times throughout the night since I'm the one nursing her. Plus it's nice to have the entire bed to ourselves, I sleep better when we have a little space and I'm not on my side curled around her which is what always happens when he's in the bed with us.

Sunday we asked two of our best friends to be her godparents and it was a really happy moment all around. They were totally surprised and touched and it meant as much to them as it did to us.

We are not particularly religious, she is going to be christened in April but it's more for our families than for us. But it was still really special to name them as her godparents, we chose a couple who have been really excellent friends to us for years. They are just really good people and will be great role models for her as she grows.

I'm still totally loving my new all-consuming role as her mom. I've wanted it for a long, long time and am super excited that it finally happened!

Oxytocin HIgh

Being a mom is amazing. I'm loving every moment of it. I recently read this interesting article: What Happens to a Woman's Brain When She Becomes a Mother. I am getting some serious oxytocin rushes, ya'll. My baby is the cutest thing I've ever encountered and I legit think that everything she does is adorable.

I'll feel slightly irritated when I feel her stirring in the middle of the night, but the second I see her looking back at me with those adorable eyes, the oxytocin hits me and I'm all "Nevermind, I love you so hard and I'm totally ok with waking up at 4:00am to change your poop filled diaper and nurse you until you fall back asleep."

She's reallllllllllly good at cuddles.

And hilarious faces.

I'm feeling almost fully recovered from birthing a small human, we're both getting better and better at breastfeeding, and I'm not nearly as sleep deprived as I thought I would be. She demands to nurse every three hours or so, but I just keep going back to sleep with her until I feel fully rested. Sometimes it results in us getting out of bed at 2:00pm, but hey, whatevs.

I'm loving my new role as her mother and I'm so stoked to watch her change and grow.

Introducing Lillian Isadore!

She finally arrived! Born January 1, 2015 at 6:23pm at 7 lbs 3 oz and 22 inches, Lillian Isadore is the most perfect baby to ever grace this earth. She also has the coolest birthday ever. She is named for two of her great-great-grandmothers. One was my father's mother's mother, and the other was Lee's mother's mother's mother. Isadore was the middle name of the Lillian on my side.

 Less than an hour old.

She arrived 16 days after her due date. I'll do a separate post on the birth story, but I did have to be induced and it was not a quick labor. She was posterior and things progressed very slowly. The second she was put on my chest it was all worth it though.

She is the most perfect baby on the face of the earth. I know I'm a bit biased, but every doctor and nurse that saw her commented on her being cuter than the average newborn. Everything she does is overwhelmingly adorable.

She's long and skinny with long fingers and toes and big hands and feet. After they did the footprints in the delivery room, they held them up so all the nurses and doctor could marvel at how gigantic her feet are.

I think they're pretty cute.

My parents swear that she looks just like I did as a newborn (below). I was 7 lbs 11 oz and 22 inches.

We've spent the majority of our time since we got home just staring at her.

We still can't believe that she's here.

She's marvelous and perfect and amazing and can do no wrong. She's even cute while she poops herself.