Yes, already. She's a month old! Does that seem implausible to yall? Weren't we just at the hospital celebrating Valentine's Day holding newborn Vivian? Chomping hospital ice and gullibly chugging those milk of magnesia shots? But we weren't just there yesterday, we were there a whole month ago. And sadly, as a second time mom, I know all too well how the remaining 11 months of V's first year with us will zoom past and how this very photo will make me cry at the memory of Vivian being teeny tiny and unable to protest sitting in place for her monthly portrait.
For the record, yes, I DO know that the #1 sticker on her chair is supposed to be stuck to a onesie. I tried that first, and turns out you can't exactly read a #1 sticker on a onesie when a baby's arms are scrunched up and she can't sit up straight to show off the #1 sticker on her onesie. So the first batch of pictures looked like a schrunched up baby wearing an unreadable scrunched up onesie. Not the look I was going for. I had to improvise.
Happy one month, sweet baby girl. You've brought more joy and love to our lives than I could ever have known you'd be able to, for I really did believe we already had more joy and love than one family should be allowed. You've made me love your daddy even more for the way he loves his baby girl, for the way he sings you soft lullabies when he doesn't think I can hear, for the way he fills my camera's memory card with photos of you sleeping because he adores you so. You've made me cherish your brother even more for the way he kisses your foot and checks for you in your pack and play and looks on with concern when your cries grow frantic and loud. And most of all, I fall more in love with you each day as we snuggle up early in the morning before the sun comes out and the world starts up again, as you start to respond to my voice with wide, searching eyes, as you learn to smile and melt our hearts in the process. I love you, baby Vivi.
Because taking photos of a squirmy noodlish newborn while a curious monkey of a toddler runs wild nearly ensures out takes ... here are the out takes:
big brother invades....
"Miss Vivi wants the boy out of my shots! NOW! It's about Miss Vivi today! ME! NO BOY!"
all that posing wipes a girl out
(V will have you know that mismatched stripes are SO in this season, people)