This little nugget turned 56 days old last Wednesday. For those of you in pediatrics or emergency medicine in the Philadelphia area, you know that is a BIG milestone. (Going back to this post, I realize that I included the wrong age, citing 60 days instead of 56.) Now if Evie were to develop a fever (with a toddler older sister in daycare who loves to kiss her little sister, that is entirely possible), the doctors caring for her would at least take pause before initiating a full sepsis work-up.
I have been relishing the snuggles a little more so than I had with Ari…maybe because I am acutely aware that they will not last, but I think more so because I’m not so horribly sleep deprived and, frankly, not as much a victim of baby blues or depression as I was with Ari. The weather, the fact that Evie sleeps rather than goes ballistic in the car, the 3- to 4-hour chunk of sleep I’ve come to rely on in the middle of the night, all makes for a happier, calmer mama. Oh, and we’ve officially started hiring a few hours of babysitting a week so I can complete my application for residency! For the women who get good writing done during infant naps, I am in awe.
ADORABLE
🙂 xo
Such a cute little one! And isn’t a baby sleeping on your chest the BEST?
YES! the BEST (or, as Ari says, “da baest!”)
She, and you, are just beautiful. LOVE!
We love you back! Been thinking of you so much!