More firsts

Thank you all for your prayers and concerns, I'm all over my cold and feel great. Best of all Evelyn didn't get sick. This past week saw several more firsts that I wanted to share.

1. First time being sick while caring for her-boy am I glad that is over!


2. She wore her 0-3 month clothes for the first time-she has only been wearing newborn clothes until now. Although she is still too small to fit into most of them, it's amazing to think she'll be 8 weeks on Tuesday. She is almost growing out of some of her onesies and I'm sure that before I know it she'll be off at the mall buying her own clothes. So I'll put her in as much pink as possible before that happens!


3. First dance recital. Okay, so she didn't dance : ) But I took her to the YMCA for the first time-I'm not returning to teaching dance until August. We had an informal show over the weekend so all my students and co workers got to meet her for the first time. Bard was great at showing her off while I visited with everyone. Many of these women I've known for years, if not most of my life and they are like family to me. I look forward to having her grow up as a part of this great community.


4. First trip to daddy's work. Several wonderful women at World Vision threw a little shower for us so I took her to Bard's office and she got to meet many of the people he works with (with the noted exception of his coworkers in South Africa, Sweden, Russia, Philippines, etc!) She received the cutest clothes imaginable and I got to meet people I hadn't met before either. It was a great experience until the 40 minute drive home in rush hour traffic during which my daughter decided it would be cute to scream the whole time. Yes, I know you're thinking that most babies fall asleep in the car like perfect angels. Key word-most. MY daughter apparently hasn't heard that and so lately she has been crying whenever we put her in the carseat. I've decided to choose this battle and so am responding by putting her in it at least once a day. I figure she'll have to get used to it eventually. Unless she is actually more stubborn than me in which case we're both in for a lot of trouble regardless. You should probably pray for us : )


5. First momishness. Okay, so that's not a word, but I haven't worked in two months, so forgive me! This week I had my first feelings of "All I do is care for this child and clean the dishes, all day every day and this is what my life amounts too now." I have a post graduate education and used to have a job in which I trained leaders, planned events, and helped make important decisions. Now I watch Regis and Kelly, talk to an infant all day, clean up poop and consider myself productive if I've managed to shower, eat more than two meals, and maybe do one household task. What happened??!! Okay, okay, I know what I'm doing is of utmost importance and I treasure these moments, I really do, but it's a little weird to pull up to my suburbia house, in my subaru, pull her out of the back in her carseat and walk past the college kids who live next door, slowly realizing that I am no longer that college kid watching a mom with her baby. I honestly can't tell you when that transition happened, I remember going out on Friday and sleeping until 1pm like it was yesterday. Now I'm up at 2am, but for a very different reason!


6. First fists and smiles. She has found her fist and smiled many times before, but this week she began to make a regular habit of both actions and they became notable more deliberate. Watching her put her little hand in her mouth and suck on it, I think I have the smartest baby in the world. And watching her give me a big smile when she sees my face, I know I wouldn't trade places with those college kids for all the Friday nights out in the world.