Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Could I be more blessed?

I was somewhere (I don't exactly remember where) recently, and I was carrying Macy in my arms. Maddie was dawdling around behind us a bit, like usual. An older woman looked at Macy and said something along the lines of, "Oh, she is so beautiful!" Then Maddie caught up to us, and the lady said, "Oh my gosh! Is this one yours, too? She's gorgeous. You are so blessed." I smiled and said, "Yes I am."

And I am.

Maddie has been SUCH a good girl lately. I know I complained about some rough patches before Macy arrived and for a month or two after, but things have been great for the past month or two. For being 2, she sure does well. She's amazingly patient when I'm feeding Macy or trying to get her down for a nap. She listens (most of the time) when I ask her to do something. She loves on her baby sister and doesn't ever try to harm her in any way. She helps put away her laundry, and she's just great all around. I love that kid so much.

Then there's Macy. She's so sweet. The little girl smiles at the drop of a hat, and it's not just a little smile -- it's from ear-to-ear and with a wide open mouth. Her hair stands straight up at the crown, and everyone we meet comments on it. Personally, I love it. She's 4 months old now, and she weighed 16 pounds, 11 ounces (97th percentile) and was 25.4 inches long (86th percentile) at her doctor visit. Maddie was barely 14 pounds when she was 4.5 months! Her sleep still isn't the greatest, but it seems to be getting a little better lately. It's OK with me for now, though, because I know this won't last forever. So I get up a couple times a night and snuggle with my sweet baby.

Life is good, and here is proof:

Yes, that onesie does say "I love Santa" on it. Now that she's no longer swaddled, Macy sleeps in long-sleeved onesies and a sleep sack/bag, and this was the last clean one. Funny thing is Christmas was almost five months away when the picture was taken, and it's getting too small on Macy already; Maddie wore it at Christmastime, obviously.

And here are a few more:

I think it's about time to retire the swing.

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