my reward...

...for all the crying, blowout diaper changes, middle of the night feedings, stress...

Margaret has been tough for the last few weeks. She cries a lot. She's happy a lot too, but the crying is really hard on me. First of all...I'm hot! My house is really, really warm. Everything is more intense when I am warm. Her crying seems louder, her naps seem shorter. I'm more patient than I thought I could be, but it runs out. We've had a few days (3 to be exact) where Margaret will cry for hours. Not constant, but enough that I am super frazzled, calling Dave home from work. I know this phase will end. I know that she will grow out of it...and probably quite soon. That is what gets me through. That, and her smiles.


We went to the doctor today for her 2 month check up. Is she already 2 months? It went so fast yet I can hardly remember life without her. As she lay on the table in the doctors office and we waited for him to come in, she smiled. She was happy and cooing. Smiling and playing shy. And my eyes were watering. I love her so much. My little baby blessed me with her sweet face. I was really overwhelmed. I realized that she sees me, she knows me, she loves me. We are connected, and when she smiles at me, or coos with her flared little nostrils, I can almost feel the electricity. My heart pounds and I want to eat her up. I don't think there is anything more sacred than being a mother. At least that is how I see things right now. Like I am incredibly blessed. Like I wouldn't trade those smiles and giggles for anything. I'll take the screaming, the exhaustion, the worry. Mmmm...love her.

10 lb 10 oz (43 %)

23 1/4 inches (81 %)

head circumference 40 cm (79 %)