Remember when I used to write you letters before you were born? They were mostly sad because I didn't think I would get to keep you. Well from here on out only happy letters to you Lucy bird. How lucky are we to be together?
Month ONE. You are now 9 pounds, how did that happen! At about three weeks you finally outgrew preemie clothes. I was so happy about that because you only had 2 cute preemie outfits. Your dad ran around all of Salt Lake trying to find some other ones, but came home with only boy preemie pajamas. You had to wear something! It was a good thing though, because we sent those boy preemie pj's to your cousin Patch who was only 2 ounces bigger than you. You have been to Idaho twice in one month. The first trip we made you were two weeks old, it was a little early , but I was dying for everyone to meet you. The second trip we spent up in Island Park. You have already had your first cold. I squeeze contact solution in your nostrils then suck those little boogers out...it breaks my heart every time. You are a good little eater and eat about every 3 hours, except last night you gave us a really big treat and slept for FIVE hours. Woot woot little baby! You love to bath, we may or may not have had a little incident in the bath when I thought it was a good idea to have you bath with me... you love to be in the baby bjorn (only when your dad wears it). You love lifting up your legs and making them really stiff. You calm down when we play or sing music, and you are a really good car seat rider. Except that one time when we were driving to see your Dad at school, and we got stuck in traffic. I had an emotional break down right with you, your screaming was giving me an anxiety attack and I about pulled over, but didn't. You love having your back pat. Your sleep best when you lay on our chests. You are constantly napping on your dads chest, but occasionally he gives you back to me and says "this little girl is burning a hole through my chest." You somehow swindle your way into our bed every night. You usually start in your bassinet but will cry until we put you on our chest to fall asleep. You already know how to get what you want. You will cry and the second you lay with us you stop crying. We don't mind though. We love it when you try to crawl up us when your diaper is dirty, we love that you have the worlds strongest baby neck and like to put your head up and look at us. We love when you are asleep like a good little baby, and then all the sudden you will try to dive bomb out of our arms.The funniest thing about you is that you grunt ALL the time. You make the funniest noises and sound like a little animal. You will grunt and stretch for 30 minutes before you actually wake up. It cracks us up every time, mostly to see such a cute tiny baby making such weird noises. We also love it when you go spastic when you are hungry. Your dad puts his nose near your face and if you go crazy trying to eat his nose, we know you are hungry. You have recently started pulling my hair and have even pulled a few strands out of my head. You freak out when you are hot, you don't really like a binky, but our thumbs work great to calm you down. You hate having a wet diaper, You have tiny feet and I've already lost about 3 pairs of socks. You are growing into most of your bows, except occasionally you will start to cry and I'll realize that the headband has slipped to cover your eyes. At this point you have a gazillion nick names. Lulu, Lulu bird, lu bug,bug, lulu bean, lucy bear, luce, Lsquared.. the list goes on. I hear your dad call you Lucy bear the most though, and I call you Lulu. You know how most babies lose hair on the back of their heads from being laid down? Not you, every hair is intact mostly because you never really get put down. I'm working on it though. You are just our little toy and we could not be happier parents. You are the cutest.. and don't worry we tell you that at least 1999 times a day. I love you little girl, more than there are words. Love, mom.
