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6 Weeks... and Everything's [Un]Predictable
WHO: Saige   |   WHAT: Newborns, Personal   |   WHEN: May 22, 2011
This past Friday Saige turned 6 weeks old, and she's already changed so much.  It's funny because I find myself torn between wanting her to get to the next stage where she can [intentionally] smile, interact with us, is more aware and can, most importantly, sleep through the night, and at the same time I want her to stay just like she is right now because every day she changes just a little bit more and this precious newborn time is slipping away.  Slow down little girl.

This weeks lesson?  What worked last week is in no way a means to predict what will work this week.  The week before I thought we were settling into a nice little groove.  Saige was doing well with a schedule we were trying to establish, she was eating well, and I'm not gonna lie... I was awesome at getting her down to sleep at night before I went to bed.  I was half-expecting the UPS guy to deliver our Parents of the Year plaque any day. Last week? Not so much. I think Saige was going through a little growth spurt over the last couple days (seriously I think her face was getting more chubby between naps), so any schedule we thought we had her on - much like her loaded diapers - went in the can.  The only thing that was predictable last week was that nothing would be predictable... except Saige not wanting to sleep.  If my hair wasn't starting to get a little thinner on top, I would've tried to pull some of it out.  Today was a good day, though, so maybe we're getting back on track... or not.  Who knows. Either way, I'm just trying to enjoy this crazy ride knowing that it'll fly by, and one day I'll actually wish I could give anything to go back to these first few weeks.

Here's a couple images from our little girl's 2nd month.



Kylie's 1st Mother's Day!


My mom (a.k.a. "Nonni" which is apparently Italian for "grandmother") with Saige on Mother's Day.


Today I captured her first documented smile.  I wish I could say I caused her to do this, but honestly I think a telephone pole coulda been standing in front of her and gotten the same look... she was just cycling through a bunch of expressions in her repertoire, and I was fortunate enough to have my camera in my hand when this one came around.  Then again, what do I know?  Maybe she was thinkin' about the look on my face she was about to see as she was unloadin' a big 'ol pile of lunch in her diaper.


Skype video chat session with Kylie's mom & dad this afternoon. She's a Mac girl already.


And here's a few more images from the archives... you know, when Sage was young. 

Right after Saige was born, I handed one of the nurses my D3 camera and hoped for the best as I was cutting the umbilical cord.  I'd say the nurse did great!  (sorry if this grosses you out)


Here's a few images from when Kylie's parents (a.k.a. "Grandfather Garry" and "Grammy") got to the hospital after a long drive from Indiana and saw baby Saige for the first time.










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