One Month Old

Thursday, September 9, 2010


Since Evelyn has been born, we've had a very small selection of clothing for her. Its not that we don't have clothes for her, because we do- we've got an entire closet full, and then some. We just don't have clothes that fit her, right now.

Every day we choose between the same 5 or 6 outfits that are small enough for her to wear. Gerber, Child of Mine, and Faded Glory size "Newborn", or "NB" seem to be the smallest. She swims in anything Carters, and anything labeled "0-3" you can forget about.

When she was born smaller than we expected, my Grammy and Aunt Peg, who both live way over in California, rushed out to thrift for the smallest clothes they could find. I sent Christopher to the Airman's Attic on a hunt for anything "preemie" or the like, and my neighbor across the street went on an expedition for similar sizes. Even with all of that help, Evelyn's wardrobe has still been very limited.



Well last night, we put her into one of her usual sleepers, the pink one with the colored polka dots, the ruffle butt, and the little teddy bears on the feet- not my favorite, but one that fits, and one that I've grown to love.

As Christopher was picking her up to burp her, her shoulder slid out of the sleeve.

Wait- what?

Her shoulder slid out of the sleeve.
My little girl is growing.

He held her up, she stretched out her legs, and sure enough- her newborn sleeper was too small.



Since shes been born, shes been "little Evelyn", the tiny little baby that has to be kept bundled up, because she still can't regulate her own body temperature. The little bittle, that has to be woken up every two hours to eat, or her blood sugar will crash. The barely-6-pounder that I have to hold extra close to my chest so she can feel and hear my heartbeat at all times.

But today, exactly one month after she was born- shes wearing a different brand of size "Newborn", and not wrapped up quite so snuggly in a fleece blanket. Her preemie binky is long gone, having been replaced with a larger size and a different color. And her beautiful blue eyes aren't always closed so tightly, they're often open and looking around.

*******

Oh, pretty baby- the last month with you has been a dream come true.
But slow down?

And always know how much we love you.

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Wednesday, September 8, 2010


(I don't dare interrupt these couldn't-be-more-perfect Father/Son moments.)

(I simply stand aside, camera in hand, and do my very best to capture them.)