The First Month

So since I have been procrastinating with this blog, a month has passed already in Amy's little life. Here I have complied some of my favorite pictures of her, and a few of my favorite anecdotes.

Changing Table Antics:
Amy is a feisty little girl. For some peculiar reason she decided that the changing table was the most awesome place EVAR. She can be in the middle of screaming bloody murder, if I lay her on the table she instantly quiets and starts looking around and making faces. Perhaps my child is a nudist and enjoys the feeling of the open air on her nether regions... The above photo is one of those changing table faces.


Jealous Dog is Jealous:
Poor Samson. Our 1 year old Mini schnauzer was the center of attention and love in our house until that fateful day when Amy came home. At first he was afraid of her, running away anytime she screamed. Now he isn't afraid, he is just bothered by her. If she cries he runs over to where ever she is and waits for one of us to come and comfort her. If she is REALLY screaming, he barks at her, I think he is telling her to stfu... lol. The most interesting thing he does happens when I am breast feeding her. He goes and gets a toy, shoves it into my legs or lap, or jams it under the couch and then cries for me to get it out. Its a guarantee, baby needs to eat, doggy wants to play.


My Big Girl:
Amy has gained quite a bit of weight! I am so happy because for the first few weeks my extreme paranoia and panic over if she was eating enough drove me batty. The fact that she is growing out of clothes and diapers has erased my feeding fears. She enjoys the bathtub now, this photo was taken after a bath. So far I feel I have mastered feeding, bathing and changing; now if only I could master the fine art of keeping a baby happy and making her sleep...