We think she has some reddish strawberry tints in her hair. She found her hands and sucks on her fists, which keeps her fingernails clean, wink wink. She really looks like she is trying to reach and grab but can't quite figure out how to control the actions of her arms. Like in this series of boxing pictures. I crocheted the sweater, but it is already getting too small, waaaaa.
When she is on her tummy she squirms and whines and wiggles and pushes with her toes until she is either on her back, or has moved almost all the way around to face the other way.
Wherever she is, James and Andrew are there -- often kissing her cheeks with big "Muuuuaaahhh" sounds. Max and Ben are good holders, but don't like it if she gets squirmy or spits up on them. She likes to sit up and face out on your lap.
I went back to work last week, after the 12 weeks were up, and she and JB are becoming good friends. She is wearing the KSL onesie my co-workers gave me, and smiling at her daddy in this picture:
The first week was rough. I was tired from adjusting to waking up so early again, and I got weepy. Millie had some rough spots as she figured out bottles. Some of the nipples were way too fast of flow, choking her and giving her bad air bubbles that were hard to get out. (The boys all told me about her burps and toots. Several times.) I am pumping more milk than she drinks so far, because I make more milk in the mornings. So we have quite the freezer stash.
But overall JB says she is an angel. He'll text me updates and pictures of her, like he did with our baby boys.
JB dressed her in this outfit and I showed everyone at work right then. They say they are very happy to have me back, so, that's good they still like me after 14 years!
The boys leave to walk to school by 8:15 AM, then JB says he makes sure to have James know he is his big helper until mommy comes home at lunchtime. That approach seems to help James. He's not in preschool but I wonder if he would benefit if there are any openings.
In the evenings/night time and in the afternoons we often sleep next to each other as she nurses. It's what I did with my other babies. As I cuddle her, I say a sleepy prayer of thanks in my heart for her health and safety and sweetness. Though sometimes I refer to her in that sleepy state as a boy. Without a bow and in the dark, it's like it was with those four boy babies that came before, haha!
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She is precious. I love her in dark pink! That black floral jumper is en pointe!!
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