One Month

Dear Presley Elizabeth,

In your short one month, you sure have changed our lives. I mean, who would have ever thought I would think someone's toots could be adorable, or that I would be over the moon for enough poopy diapers. Words like Butt, fart, and pee now sound horribly vulgar to my "mommy ears". This, I might add, is coming from someone who used to get in trouble for having a potty mouth. We have become quite a musical family. Daddy and I sing to you all the time. Sometimes frantically to stop you from crying. I also realized I could use a refresher course in lullabies, nursery rhymes and baby songs in general. I tend to half sing/ half hum because I have forgotten some of the words.

In one month, you have developed so much. Now that we can fully submerge you, you love bath time. You used to cry when you got in, and now you cry when we take you out. Crying during diaper changes has become a thing of the past. Thank goodness! You have also become quite vocal, especially when your sleeping. I mean, you are seriously loud! When I talk to you, you coo back but for the most part, your grunting. You have also begun to track things with your eyes. Everyday, I have some sort of toy shoved in your face so you get lots of practice. Tummy time is another part of our daily routine, and I must say, you rock! You hold your head up like a champ. Of course, with such a tiny head, you do have a slight advantage. You are also sleeping better. You now give mommy 3.5 to 4 hour stretches at night. Two nights ago you slept for 5 hours!!! However, instead of waking up refreshed, I was completely panicked that something was wrong.

In one month, you have grown so much. According to my scale, you are now 9.5lbs. It's starting to show a little bit, too. You have the cutest chub wrinkles on your thighs, and your belly has gotten big and round. Your newborn clothes are getting too small, but I refuse to put them away just yet.Even your hair seems to be getting longer. Speaking of your hair, we have dubbed it the Kate Gosselin hairdo. I either don't know what I'm doing. or you have a really bad cowlick in the back of your head.

In one month, YOU have made us better. YOU have taught us the meaning of being completely selfless. YOU have expanded our hearts more than we ever thought possible. YOU have taught us patience and teamwork. YOU are our everything, Miss Priss. We can't wait to see what YOU will do next month.

Love,
your Mommy and Daddy

The Hair Phenomenon

I have a blondie in the morning (right after I wash her hair).

And a brunette in the afternoon. What?

It might have something to do with the fact that I can't keep my hands off her tiny head. Thus leaving her hair greasy and dark. I guess only time will tell what color hair Miss Priss will have...

Confessions from a Scaredy Cat

Yep, that would be me. I confess that my baby monitor gives me the creep's. It might have a little something to do with watching "Paranormal Activity". Anyway, the monitor I have has a video camera on it, so I can see what Miss P is up to. Every time I look at it, I brace myself for something scary to pop up in the camera. I am well aware that this is completely irrational, but am frightened none the less. Hopefully, I can get passed this strange fear of mine. I'm weird, I know...

3 Weeks!

Dear Presley Elizabeth,
Let me begin by saying that I will not write you a letter for every week of your life, so don't worry. After this, I will refrain to once a month.
So, today you are 3 weeks old, and this makes me a little sad. I know I should just be thankful for a healthy growing baby (and don't get me wrong, I am VERY thankful), but I feel like you are already growing so fast. While I was pregnant I wanted time to fly by, so I could meet you. Now, I want time to slow down.
In your short 3 weeks, you have changed so much. When you were first born, everyone thought you looked just like Daddy. Now, more and more people say you are beginning to resemble me. I still can't tell who you look like?? Your hair is getting lighter everyday. I guess we will have to wait and see if you will be a blondie like your Momma. You have also become a lot more vocal. Sometimes you make the sweetest little sounds and other times you make some very unladylike ones. The grunting is your newest thing and you do this a lot! You have also started to put on a little chub. I love the little rolls around your thighs and wrists.
As far as your temperment, my little chill child has become a tad diva-ish. You now need to be held all the time or your screaming at me. Thank goodness for the baby bjorn or I wouldn't get anything done. I'm hoping this is just a phase...
Night has gotten a lot better. You now give me 3 to 4 hour breaks in between feedings! Speaking of being fed, you always put your arm over your sweet face as if to block out the world.
You have also acquired many nicknames like Squeaker, Pez, and Monkey. Monkey is my nickname for you because of your crazy long toes. I love them and have to kiss them at least once a day.
I can't believe how much you have changed our world in these short three weeks. You have filled our hearts with more love than we ever thought possible. We are beyond blessed to have you in our lives.

2 Weeks

Dear Presley Elizabeth,
Yesterday you turned 2 weeks old. My how time flies! You have certainly changed from a week ago. Diaper changes are much nicer. In fact, you now like to sprawl out on your back completely naked. Bath time is also getting easier. You still fuss a little, but not until the very end. Shampooing your hair is hilarious. You absolutely love it! As soon as I start rubbing your tiny head you completely relax. In fact, your usually so relaxed that your eyes roll back, and then you poop all over your towel. Speaking of poop, you have that mastered. You poop and toot more than any baby I know. I think you even have your cousin, Jackson, beat in that department. Getting dressed is fine until I have to pull something over your head. This makes Mommy sad because I love to dress you up in all your cute outfits. Hopefully, you will get over that very soon. You also recognize our voices now, and you stare up at us with those big baby blues when we are talking.
Mimi came to visit you for a few days, and figured out a way to get you to sleep better through the night. Your new bed is the infant lamb seat from Aunt Melissa, ,and then we swaddle you very tight in your favorite blanket. So far I have gotten a few 4 hour stretches of sleep. Thank you, Mimi!
Mimi and I took you to your two week appointment and got great news! The doctor was impressed with how much you have been growing. You now weigh 7lbs. 15.5 ounces, and have surpassed your birth weight. You are also 21 inches long, so you grew half an inch. Your head, however, is very tiny. This you get from your mommy and Mimi. Your official stats are 75th percentile for height, 50th percentile for weight, and a measly 25th percentile for your head. After all of the measuring and weighing, they had to stick your tiny heel...twice. Then they had to squeeze your heel to get the blood out. You were so upset and it was HORRIBLE to watch. After your appointment, we took you on your first mall trip! You did amazing and let us shop for almost 4 hours. You must have known you were going to get some adorable new clothes.
You get more and more beautiful everyday. In fact, that's pretty much all daddy says when he see's you. He will just sit and stare at your sweet face, and tell you how beautiful you are. It completely melts my heart. We love you so much little one, and can't wait to see what next week brings.

Presley's Sneak Peak!

Here is the sneak peak of Presley's newborn photo's. We had to do 2 sessions because Miss Priss was being a tad difficult during the first one. Not to mention she poo'd everywhere, including all over our photographer. She did much better the second day. God bless, Kelly Wills! She is amazing and oh so patient.

Enjoy!







More to come when the proofs are finished!

You Know Your a New Mother When...

Welcome to a glimpse of my life as a new mother:

I am trying very hard to master the artful skill of doing things one handed. Today, I think I have finally gotten the skill of going potty one handed!

I have forgotten from time to time to actually latch my nursing bra back together after nursing. This is generally brought to my attention by cold milk dripping all over me.

Speaking of dripping milk. I also tend to leak it all over Presley (in the general area of her face).

Showers have now become a race. I try and see how much I can get done before the little one starts crying. And yes, I have walked a around a day or two with one leg shaved and the other not.

I have also walked around with eyeliner on one eye and not the other. Perhaps it's the lack of sleep that had me pondering in the mirror as to why I looked funny. In a more rested state, you would think I could figure it out.

I may or may not walk around in PJ's all day and then get dressed 10 minutes before Brandon is supposed to be home.

Snaps haunt my dreams. I just can't seem to snap her tiny outfits fast enough for the little lady

I hold my breathe when I lay her down at night for fear I will wake her. Even though I can vacumm all around this child without her blinking an eye.

Then there's the constant worrying. Every time I walk past her, I have to check to make sure she's breathing. Is her diaper too tight? Is she too hot? Too cold? Is her swaddle covering too much of her face? Am I holding her too much? Not enough? Is she getting enough milk? Etc., etc., etc.

Then today, I did one of the things I have been so careful not to do. I pushed on her soft spot while changing her onesie. She didn't cry, but I immediately freaked out! I have been watching her like a hawk all day, trying to determine if she has a possible brain bleed. So far so good.

So ladies and gents, There you have it. This is my new normal, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.