December 16, 2010

  • Three weeks and counting

    Veronica is now just over 3 weeks old and we're all surviving.  Well, we're doing more than surviving, we're busy loving on our newest little blessing.  One so waited for, wanted, prayed for (for years now by her brothers) and one so loved.  Life without Veronica seems as if it never existed, I feel as if she's been here forever; I can hardly remember like before she came.  Yet, her newness is something I'm still cherishing.  I could stare at her all day.  I love that about babies...their ability to captivate you completely while doing nothing but sleep.  How they do this, I don't know and I'm sure I'll never figure it out.

    Other than loving to stare at her and soak in all the expressions she makes, the thing I love best is watching her brothers fawn over her.  You would think we hadn't had a baby in the house for years and years the way they all want to hug her, kiss her, and dote on her.  Even Samuel, at barely 2 years old, wants to hug her all the time, share his blankets with her, kiss her head and say, "It's ok baby" when she's crying.  Matthias is always asking me if she's awake so he can rub her head and hopefully hold her.  Parker is relishing being old enough to carry her around.  He volunteers at least once a day to hold her for him; it doesn't last long at all, but he loves it for a few minutes.  Grant can be found carrying her around singing to her.  His current favorites are O Come O Come Emmanuel and Immaculate Mary.  Augustin loves to talk to her, but isn't really one to hold her.

    As for her Daddy, well I think he's totally in love.  And who wouldn't be, she is perfect and beautiful and sweet and some how I think she's already got his heart.  He still isn't sure about all the pink and flowers and ruffles, but I think the Christmas dress that he told me before he saw her in it was a little over the top for a new baby, is now somehow perfect for her.  He just smiled when he saw her in it and then scooped her out of my arms to hold her before I changed her into something "less frilly".

    And me, aside from wishing she's sleep between 3am and 6am, I think she is just amazing.  She is the tiniest baby we've had in our house for a long time.  She's small and dainty; there is nothing big about her.  Her skin is still that soft newborn skin and I just love and her hair is equally soft.  I'm waiting still waiting to see how she changes things around here as she gets older.

    So while we are all busy fawning over our newest blessing, I admit we're not really as focused on Advent as I had hoped to be.  The Jesse Tree is slightly bare and I've been tempted to just put the ornaments on.  The Advent Calendar goes days without me remembering to have the kids add to it.  Our Jotham story is getting read by Grant during the day.  Cookies are getting baked thanks for my wonderful chef...Grant.  We are getting the tree today and I'm hoping it will inspire me to do more, but I'm being easy on myself this year and figure we're having the Advent God wants us to have.  While we aren't focused on Advent and feast days while I would like us to be, we also aren't focused on the presents and commercial parts of Christmas that usually try to sneak their way in.  So it's not all bad.  Christmas will be here in 9 days and I know it will be a wonderful season for us.

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