First Word!

Ok, so Steve and I were both witnesses to what we're calling baby girl's first word. Said today at 4:53pm (yes, just a little bit ago. 5:01 right now) Sofie clearly said Dadda! I'm 99% thrilled and only 1% jealous. :o)

Here's a beautiful pic of the two loves of my life just moments ago.

Basking in first word awesomeness!

Baby’s first party

Yesterday was baby girl's first time at a birthday party. My friend’s beautiful little girl was turning 4 and wanted an all girl, girly-girl party. It was adorable and I’m pretty sure my little had a blast. She was squealing and wiggling with happiness for most of the 3 hour party with just a short nap somewhere in the middle. She loved watching the little girls run around screaming and laughing. When the girls would run past, she’d kick her feet like she was yearning to join them. One day baby girl, one day.

Party pooper :o)

Yummy!!

Once the party was over, we headed to an empty home. Daddy was out having a good time with some friends, so I took this opportunity to spend some alone time and relax with my little girl. (E.I that kid party wore this momma out and I didn’t even do anything. Poor Prisca (o:) I drew us a nice warm bath and poured some baby wash in to add a few bubbles. It was the first time she’d been in that much water (outside of my body) and I think she liked it. She floated around with my help and seemed fascinated by the bubbles. After about 10 minutes she started rubbing her eyes so we awkwardly got out of the tub, dried off, slipped into our comfy clothes and hopped into bed for a nap. Well, that was my plan, but S apparently just wanted to hang out with me. She was “talking” so much; no doubt telling me what a wonderful time she had at the party, and just enjoying lounging around. We ended up staying in bed for a few hours laughing so hard we had to stop to catch our breath and cuddling so much I thought my heart would explode. It.was.wonderful!
I’m already looking forward to our next girl's only day.

1st park trip.

When I got home yesterday, all I wanted to do was cuddle my little girl and relax. It’s been a long week and I still had one more day to deal with. About 5 minutes after getting home, my love says “There’s still some daylight left. We should go to a park.” That thought was the furthest thing in my mind, but as soon as he said it, I was game. I figured baby girl would rather play then to sit and be cuddled. She’s not a newborn anymore, and not quite mobile, but baby girl loves to be moving.

                                               First time in a big girl baby swing!!!

She loved it!

First cold conquered.

It seems like the cold is gone. Baby girl didn’t cough at all this morning or during sleep last night. In fact we slept pretty soundly for 8 hours. It was amazing.

She’s been a pretty good baby throughout this whole cold thing, but last night I could tell she was feeling much better. We had a lot of happiness and laughs last night.

The sound of my baby girls’ laugh lifts my spirits to the highest. I find great joy in burying my face in the side of her belly and making her squeal and giggle. Just tickling her with my hands won’t cut it. It has to be my face. I love every part of it. I don’t even mind when I try to lift my head up to catch a glimpse of her smile, but my gaze is hindered because she has a fist full of my bangs. Sof sure does love momma’s hair. She’s always trying to get her face in it, eat it or just have her hands in it. Silly girl.

A baby foot in my mouth, a raspberry on the back of her neck and a nom-nom on the belly…Ah, the simple things that bring happiness to me and my sweet baby. I love being her mommy.

Belly laughs

After I got home Sofie was pretty much either crying, eating or sleeping. Mostly crying. Poor baby. The only thing that let me know she was still a happy baby was that I got her to give me some great belly laughs. I didn't even need to work hard for them this time. All it took was some belly kisses and raspberries. I've done this a million times over the last 4 months, but this was the first time she laughed at it. And man, it did it make me happy. I'm still not feeling great myself so having a sick cranky-pants baby on my hands was hard. Sof's smiles and laughs washed all that away and carried me through the night.
I love that little girl so much.

4 months

Our little Sofie is already 4 months old! Acutally, this update is a little late so she's 4 months and 12 day old. Her 4 month check up was last Monday. She weighs 13lbs and is 25" long. She's almost half as tall as I am! Poor baby had to get more shots too. Her cries hurt my heart so much. At least she stops as soon as we pick her up. Still sad though.
I was sick last Monday and since I'm always right up in my baby's face I passed on my sickies to her by accident. She started coughing on Saturday. She also has a runny nose, but neither of these things seem to bother her too much. She still eats and breaths fine. I hate hearing her cough though. It's so sad to see her face turn red and her eye water. :( I know this cold is pretty minor though and I'm thankful for that. Being the worry wort that I am I still had her checked out by her doctor. She said it's just a cold and she should be fine in a couple of weeks. We need to keep an eye on her breathing and temp. I hope Sofie recovers quicker than that.