Miss Sawyer had her 2 month appointment yesterday. She is at a whopping 10 pounds 3 oz, which puts her in the 23rd percentile for weight, she's in the 63rd percentile for height and the 81st percentile for head :) She also got her shots, poor thing. She slept like a champ when we got home though.
She is right on the cusp of giggling and I can't wait for that.
She is starting to out-grow her newborn clothes and fitting into the 0-3 month size. She's getting some rolls in her thighs and some extra chins. Love it. She's also inbetween diaper sizes. The newborn size she'll pee right through, but the size 1 diapers don't stand a chance against "number 2", so that's fun.
Her sleeping schedule has been a pretty consistent 5 hour stretch at first, then another three. A couple of nights in a row she slept for 7 hours straight and I'm hoping that starts to happen more often.
This last month I went back to work. I had bad anxiety after I first had Sawyer but never really felt depressed, until I went back to work. It was a rough week. It didn't help that that week I also had my choir concert so it was a LOT of time spent away form my little girl. That was really hard for me.
I'm trying to decide if I should keep working or not, right now I'm really not wanting to work, but I also know that I need time to adjust to this new schedule, as do my bosses. I need to be able to figure this out, and once I get into the swing of things, if I still don't want to work, then I'll make that decision. I'm trying not to make it before I really give this a chance. I just miss my baby.
Yesterday I took her to her babysitter (my good friend Breah) and she had a rough morning. She slept really well that night, so she didn't want to take her morning nap. Apparently she had been fussy all morning. When I went to get her and picked her up, she calmed down. Breah said, "She's a mommy's girl" Even though I don't want her to be one of those babies that is ONLY calm if I'm holding her, I loved that she knew who I was and I was able to calm her down. I love that she knows I'm her mom. It also helps that I am the one that feeds her... but still.
This last Sunday was her blessing day (shared with her Grandma Halls' birthday). I was so excited for this. We borrowed a dress from her cousin Bo, bracelets from her cousins Mazi and Leila, and shoes from Leila. She looked so cute. It was also the first time she didn't mess with the bow I put on her. AH I love her.
When we got to church, she started getting a little fussy. Matt looked for a binky, but I didn't pack one, because she normally doesn't take them anyway. He stuck his finger in her mouth and she fell right to sleep. She slept through the blessing and the entire church meeting. She was a perfect angel. Matt gave her the most perfect blessing (That I cried the entire way through). I am so lucky to be married to such an amazing man, and I'm even happier that my daughter gets him for a daddy. It was just a perfect day. It was so strange to be the mother of the baby being blessed, but it was such an honor.
Matt and I were talking last night and saying, it's amazing how much more we love her with each new development. My heart feels like it could burst when I think about her.
The first month was so hard, we were both learning so many new things. This second month has been amazing. I feel like we are both figuring things out. What will month 3 have in store for us?
I love the little bracelets and bow.
So glad Jennie was here this weekend. We didn't plan to match, we're just awesome like that. Someone in my ward was talking to Jennie and said, "Oh good you're here! Oh you cut your hair" Jennie had to explain that she was not, in fact, me.
Three generations. A Momma, her baby and her baby's baby.
There are a LOT of men in our families, so we opted to just have Matt and the grandpas be in the circle to bless her. How I love these men.
Matt and his best friend Ben (not to be confused with Jesus)
All the Halls that were in attendance
All of the Sanders clan that was in attendance (I didn't really make an announcement about it, I didn't want my family to feel obligated to come, so instead I just didn't give them the option :( Sorry family)
The whole crew, (minus photographer, Ben)
How Sawyer was through all of church. Good Paci, Daddy.
My beautiful baby
And this one, just because... look at that face
