What a gift this child is!
Norah Dell effortlessly steals hearts every day.
My lips and fingers explore the curve of her ear, the warmth of her neck, the perfect fuzzy sphere of her little head. She is showered with wet kisses from her siblings, and Daddy works to kiss her without scratching her with his whiskers.
She sleeps for 2-3 hours in the afternoon, freeing me up to play with my older children and give them the full attention of my heart and arms. She sleeps for 6-7 hours a night, sweet child, so this mama isn't experiencing the blinding exhaustion one usually has with a new baby.
She's nursing and gaining weight like a champ, her little body figuring out all its functions without much ado.
It's funny how your three year old seems like a giant when there's a newborn in the house.
There are always lots of willing arms to hold Norah so mommy can get a cup of tea or take a quick bath.
Big brother is smitten, and although he'd hoped for a brother, I think he'd fight anyone who tried to take her away from us now.
As I write, Norah nestles in her nursing pillow and starts to rootle around for a nurse. My writing is choppy and disconnected. That's how things will roll around here in the coming while...quick updates without much poetry or style.
I don't give a hoot. I have Incredibaby in my arms.