Nap Time Sunday

I have found it so difficult to photograph life. I frequently pause and wish I had the camera or was video taping, but doing so would ruin the moment I want to capture. Sunday I had one of those. You woke up from a nap in Leela's bed, definitely before it was time to wake up. We both laid down with you and sang and played a little. Leela left a few minutes later, and you turned on your side, facing me. You lightly held on to a piece of my hair, and fell asleep. It was such a sweet moment that I know I will hold on to forever. If only there were photos to show it, I know I can't do it justice with words. I hope that I few months from now, a few years from now, I can remember it as vividly as I do today. The sweet smell of Leela's room- totally separate from the rest of the house. The way you went from playful to sleeping in one minute. The way your lips pout when you're asleep, and your slight snoring. And especially the way you reached out for a lock of my hair just before you fell asleep- over one finger, under the middle one, and over another.

Dear Emmylou

Oh Emmylou,
I'm sorry it has been so long since I've really written to you. The last few weeks have been so busy. I started working again- at Starbucks, so your daddy and I will have insurance come February. I'm working close to 40 hours there, and am in class 17 hours, and have homework and laundry and grocery shopping on top of it all. And not nearly enough time with you.
So here's your 5 month update:

You caught your feet! And you can put them in your mouth. It's adorable. You can sit pretty well, and are starting to crawl backwards. Everything you get your hands on goes in your mouth. You're still squealing and growling, and making farty sounds. In the mornings when you're ready to be awake, and I'm trying to hold on to a few more minutes of sleep, you start kicking me and making fart sounds and giggling. It's play time. At night, you sleep in your crib and you're not waking up every two hours now. I'm so sorry a real sleep schedule was impossible to get started until recently. It's still difficult since sometimes I have to pick dad up late and then pick you up from Leela's. Despite that, you are the happiest little girl. People constantly comment on your pleasant disposition and willingness to be held by anyone and everyone- except your Uncle Rowdy. For some reason, you are not his biggest fan. Perhaps it just wasn't an Uncle Rowdy kind of day.

4 Month Check Up

Emmylou went to the doctor today for her 4 month check-up. She weighs 17 pounds, 7 ounces and is 25.5 inches long.
Over the last month she has started making some interesting new noises. High-pitched squeals and low growls are her specialty.