Friday, October 26, 2012

Somebody Turned One Month Old...A Month and a Half Ago!


 Let's see...what did you do your first month?
  • You were born 
  • You had just the littlest bit of difficultly eating. It was kind of tricky for you to stay latched on, but only for the first few weeks.
  • You slept in between Mama and Dada.
  • You woke up a few times a night.
  • You wore pants for the first time somewhere in the middle of the month.
  • You peed a ton.
  • You went out all of the time to restaurants and shopping and church and everywhere you went people were just shocked! They could hardly believe such a small person could be out in the big terrifying world! Everyday someone would ask if this was our first time out. Even when I told them you were four weeks old. I don't remember that so much with T and F. 

 
  • You got to meet your Great Grandpa Renz and say Good-Bye
  • You got to meet a lot of people who will love you your whole life.
  • Everywhere we went people were so aware of your newness. They would comment on it and just look at you and think of how special and precious it was to be so near your innocence and smallness.





 Anecdote:
When you were just four days old we took you to the opening of a photography show that Nick's friend Norma Quintana was a part of. It was photos of long time Napa residents who had somehow impacted the valley, so...there were a lot of really old people there. Everyone's face just lit up when they saw the small baby sleeping peacefully wrapped up in a bright white swaddle. They reached out to touch your sweet little hands or feet, and I just imagined them thinking of all the babies they had held and loved during their lives. It was amazing to think of all the things they had seen and done, all the knowledge they had and how completely unaware you were. They understood all about joy and pain and kitchen stores and education reform and family and barns and you just knew about, well, yourself being cozy with your mama and dada. It was beautiful and exciting but also a little sad and maybe even worrisome to think of all the things you will have to experience to become the sweet little grandma who will be inthralled with someone else's little new baby. 



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