One thing I’d worried about a little, before Lillian was born, was that life with a newborn would be completely overwhelming. Especially after such an easy pregnancy and easy delivery, I would have thought all the good luck got used up already, and we’d find ourselves up all night every night with a screaming colicky infant.
But wow, Lillian is such a sweet, relaxed, mellow baby. She loves to sleep — in her crib, in her car seat, in your arms, it doesn’t matter. In the beginning, we even had to wake her up for feedings instead of vice versa, setting an alarm every three hours during the night just to make sure she was getting enough to eat.
She’s such a champion sleeper that she can’t be deterred from napping by such trivialities as a door slamming or an object clattering to the floor. She even seems to have a 4-step protocol for responding to those kinds of loud sudden noises:
- Jerk awake, sprawl arms and legs out in shock.
- Slowly relax body.
- Frown, make angry grunting noise.
- Go back to sleep.
We can load her up in the car seat to run errands, or go shopping, and she’ll sleep right through that as well. Although sometimes she’ll go from normal sleeping to angry sleeping, making this little frowny face as she dozes away.
Not that she sleeps all the time, though. She has these periods of quiet alertness where she’s awake and calm, gazing around with her big blue eyes.
During these awake periods, Joe and I try to talk to her or read to her. We’ve gotten a handful of children’s books now, but in the beginning, the reading was mostly just news articles about Mitt Romney and Ron Paul and whoever else was making headlines.
Lillian didn’t seem to mind, though. At this age, she probably just likes being held and hearing her parents’ voices. Although it’s also possible that we’re in the process of raising the most politically-opinionated baby ever. For example, one memorable incident went as follows:
Me: [reading] Ron Paul is probably not going to be president any time soon–
Lillian: [completely out of the blue] WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
Joe: Oh no! We’re raising a libertarian!
Anyway, here at the 1-month mark, she’s already grown and changed a lot since coming home from the hospital. Her umbilical cord stump fell off a week or so back, revealing a perfect little baby belly button, and the newborn-sized outfits are starting to look pretty snug on her already. She’s also getting to the point where she can almost hold her head up on her own, and everyone who holds her seems surprised at how strong she is.
The journey so far has been pretty amazing, and it’s crazy to think that we’re still only at the beginning. There are so many milestones to look forward to — laughing, crawling, walking, talking — but since I’ve heard that time seems to accelerate like mad once you have a child, I’m going to try my hardest to cherish these baby days while they last.