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    Eisley Avalon (One Month)

    Growing // Eisley is our largest baby yet (and that’s saying something!). To my shock, she was born at 9 pounds, 4 ounces. She dipped below 9 pounds at a few days old, and she was back up to her birth weight in less than a week. I’m guessing she is around 12 pounds now, but she won’t go in for a well-check until 10 weeks. She was 21 inches at birth (although Micah says it was a sloppy measurement), and she was 22 3/4 inches at two weeks of age. Basically, she’s a darling giant.
    Eating // Eisley could star in one of those YouTube videos that shows a newborn baby instinctively climbing to the breast to eat. She basically did that in her first ten minutes of life. Ever since then she’s been a champion eater, just like her sisters. However, she eats faster than Zianne and pukes less than Talitha, so it’s a win/win all around.
    Wearing // Eisley has been in 0-3 month items since birth. I just pulled all of our 3-6 month clothing out of storage, because I realized she will probably need to start wearing it before we move in a few weeks. I got tons of size 1 diapers at my baby shower, and I frantically tried to use them up before Eisley got too big. I moved her into size 2 about a week ago. I try to err in switching diaper sizes too soon, because blowouts are caused by too-small diapers.
    Doing // That ol’ sleep/eat/wake cycle… eating every 2-3 hours, napping anywhere from 40 minutes to 2 hours. The trick to ensuring a long afternoon nap is giving Eisley a quick bath right before it’s time to sleep. After her bath, I put her in just a diaper, swaddle her, and she usually sleeps deeply for a couple hours, which is great because I’ve needed time to wrap up some stuff for the school year. On the days Z and T are home, I usually put Eisley in the Solly Wrap and walk to the park with all the girls. I should also mention that Eisley has gone to at least 15 house showings in her first month of life. We have been trying to buy a house, but have also been looking at rentals as a back-up, so she has seen a lot of real estate in her short-time on earth.

    Loving // Milk, baths, being swaddled, being held, having her butt patted, hearing the word “hi” in a high pitched voice (good thing I’m a master at this)

    Tolerating// Talitha in her face for approximately 12 hours every day…

    Loathing // Red stop lights and stop signs

    Nicknames // Eisley girl, Baby Sissy, Eyes-ee (Talitha’s pronounciation)

    Mishaps // Pink eye invaded our house when Eisley was two weeks old! Zianne got it, then me, then Talitha. Eisley had a clogged tear duct at the time, so I had been massaging her eyes with my fingers multiple times a day upon doctor’s orders. As you can imagine, I was pretty horrified when I discovered I had been touching my newborn’s eyes repeatedly with sick pink eye germs. I really don’t know if Eisley got it or not. For a few days, both her eyes were goopy. Now it’s just back to the one eye with the clogged tear duct which is finally getting much better. Upon the advice of a pediatric nurse and many friends, I shot breast milk into her eye at least once a day to try to keep her eyeballs healthy. Side note: pink eye is the WORST.

    Milestones // Met Ga, Pa, Bestemor, Auntie KK, Gee and Wanda, survived the most stressful newborn photo shoot ever (because it was sabotaged by the awful behavior of her older sisters), slept five hours at night (once), attended a conference in San Diego with mom and dad and got to stay in a hotel

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    Saturday Snippets

    Small ways to reduce large amounts of debt…

    I’ve always wondered why Americans refrigerate their eggs but people in other countries don’t…

    I’ve started making homemade coffee syrups

    New company lets you redesign your living room online

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    Wisdom for parents on ending sibling rivalry

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    The real meaning of “slay” (and one of my favorite music videos ever)…

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    Dear Eisley (one month)

    Dear Eisley,

    I forgot what it’s like to have new baby placed on your chest – all warm and slippery and utterly new. Blood circulates down to your hands and your tiny feet, and your skin slowly changes from white to pink. Your chest is pressed to mine as your lungs fill with air for the very first time.

    I forgot how hard it is to name a baby… to speak a legacy over a child’s life with the words you put on the birth certificate.

    I forgot all the funny sounds newborns make. The squeaks, the grunts, the desperate whimpers for milk.

    I forgot how the diapers and the tiny clothes seem too big at first. And then three weeks and three pounds later, they suddenly seem too small. These newborn days rush by faster than my memory can keep up.

    I forgot what 3am feels like. I forgot how tired I would be – that I would struggle to keep my eyes open and fall asleep with you in my arms. I am adamantly against co-sleeping, except when I’m too exhausted to care.

    I forgot how cute it is to see a little baby curled up on my husband’s chest. He has introduced you to the NBA playoffs and the ESPN commentators as you doze. You are oblivious to all the sports acronyms but perfectly content to spend the evening in daddy’s arms.

    I forgot how entirely needy babies are – completely vulnerable in every way. I forgot you would show me my own need for a Savior with your floppy head and wet diapers and endless appetite.

    I forgot what it’s like to have a baby fall asleep in my arms, giving little half smiles and deep breaths of abandon. It’s a great privilege to be trusted so completely.

    I forgot what it’s like to love a human being so fully even though you’ve only known her for a few days. I forgot what it’s like to revel in your novelty while also imagining who you will someday become.

    I forgot.

    But I write it down now so I can always remember.

    Love,
    Mama

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