Here is the beautiful Maggie Marie. Born 10/10/10 (how's that for awesomeness) at 8:02 p.m. Yes, we missed being celebrities by 2 hours and 8 minutes. Oh well.
Maggie had some issues in the first month of her life, mostly sleeping but we discovered our little girl had reflux, and since then things have been good. Except for the past three or four nights when she suddenly STOPPED STTN and making Mommy tired. But that's okay, because I'm chalking it up to the three month growth spurt.
PJ is a fabulous big brother, as you can see here:
He's very good with Maggie, always tries to put a blanket on her, shushes us when she's sleeping, tries to give her his sippy cup, you know the good stuff.
PJ is almost 2. Yes, that's right. My first happiness is going to be TWO YEARS OLD. When the fuck did that happen?? Seriously. He says so many words now. Let's see.
Mama
Dada
Hot (and he's correct when he tells you something is hot)
Uh-oh
Yum
Door
Down
Manny (for Handy Manny)
Roar (for his dinosaur)
Juice
Cheese
Hi
Fish
Dog
I am sure there are more, but I can't think of them right now. He also is understanding more and more every single day. Still waiting for I love you. Hopefully it comes soon because I am going to melt when he finally does say it.
Maggie rolls over from tummy to back. She also smiles a ton, and is generally a happy baby. Hopefully this sleeping thing is just a phase. She's not napping well during the day either, apparently. So who knows? But baby girl needs more sleep than she's been getting the past few days. I'm thinking it's a growth spurt, and apparently 3 months babies go through a sleep transition. So if she wakes again tonight, before 3 a.m., I'm going to try and not feed her and just get her back to sleep. I'm okay with a once a night feeding, as long as little girl goes back to sleep!
I'll tell you though. A boy and a girl? I think we're done. It's hard with two -- everything is harder. Every. Single. Thing. And I love our family.
