Happy 1 Month Birthday! Daddy and Mama love you very much.
You decided to make a dramatic entrance into this world that we won't be forgetting. You were 2lb 2oz at birth, Little One. Although you were whisked away by the doctor to get checked out, Daddy and Mama heard your first cry and Daddy snapped your first picture.
In your first month you gave us a scare when you got tired and we needed to help you breathe, but all in all it's been okay. We are tired from the long days commuting back and forth to the hospital to see you. Daddy puts in full days at work but still enjoys visiting you afterwards. Mama spends her days at the hospital with you learning the ropes of you being a preemie and getting lost in the hospital.
At 2lb 15oz you are getting heavier for a featherweight. Your hair is long enough to curl a little around your ears and down your neck. You look adorable when you wake up and it's sticking out in different directions. Your pinky fingers are still curved in a bit towards your ring fingers. Which Daddy says resembles his. So you have long fingers like Mama but Daddy's pinkies. Your ears are usually flattened to your head from the oxygen line, sorry kid. Your nose shape is a little more natural but the oxygen line's prongs still intefere with us deciding whose nose you got. We think Daddy's. And you got Mama's eye shape but Mama thinks maybe you'll have Daddy's eye color when your eyes settle from baby blue. Loving the color they are now which is a stormy blue that usually looks dark but occasionally seems bright. You had a lot of firsts this month. First cuddle with Mama, Daddy, Oma, Opa. First bath from Mama and Daddy. First kisses from Mama and Daddy. And we also had some firsts. The Khaleesi's first introductionto you via blankets with your baby smell. Mama's first (and last!) medical helicopter ride. Daddy's first night on a hospital cot.
We love getting to know you. Seeing your personality show through a little more each day in the way you look around you or smack the nurses hands away from your face. We love the way you grip our fingers with such strength, and how you nuzzle into us when we hold you, and how you sound like a kitten when you settle in but a tiger when you get upset. You are one feisty wee girl.
You tell us what you like and what you don't. You do NOT like getting the tape replaced around your feeding tube, nor the leads removed for your bath, nor being called a princess. We all know princesses are vile creatures which cage the poor dragons. But you and your valiant steed Khaleesi ride to their rescue.
So far you like being "contained" as the nurses call it. You are always more calm when you are swaddled with your weighted bean bag on your legs or bum. That bag is called a "frog" and it has two arms that are also weighted. You love the arms being tucked around you. You also love bath time duringwhich you stay calm and alert. And you love being read to or talked at, especially while we hold you. You and Mama just finished your first chapter book, "The Borrowers". If she stopped reading while you were still awake, you would lift your head, crane your neck back, and look at her as if to say, "why'd you stop reading?"
You are an amazing person and we are so lucky to have you in our lives.
Love,
Mama and Daddy
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