Mabel's First Boo-Boo

Saturday morning was the worst morning yet. I decided to clip Mabel's fingernails which was probably not a great idea, considering it was about 7 in the morning and I had gotten very little sleep the night before. The first couple of fingers went fine, so perhaps I was being a little overly confident, when suddenly Mabel let out a bloodcurdling cry. I had taken a chunk of her skin instead of her nail. It's always hard hearing her cry, but hearing that kind of cry and knowing I was the one who caused it was agonizing. I scrambled to find some band-aids, but they were all too big. John made some silly joke - poking fun at me for injuring our daughter, and I burst into tears, yelling at him for implying I was not a good a mother. Anyway, I eventually calmed down and John fashioned this teeny band-aid with a pair of scissors. Mabel is recovering nicely.

Mabel comforts John after his accident

Please don't be alarmed. John is fine, but in a bit of pain. Me, I am just a little tired from taking care of my 2 babies.

Visit with Aunt Amy and Uncle Ben

Frances protects Mabel's sensitive nose in the stinky MARTA elevator.

Mabel and Fidela

Visit with Aunt Jill

Mabel hanging out, falling asleep, and waking up - 6 weeks!

Haggard Mom

I just thought this was such funny day. I was trying to get some studying done, and Mabel was being extra fussy. I find that sometimes, there's only one setup that she will find acceptable. I had finally gotten her settled in a somewhat precarious position - resting in the nursing pillow on the couch - when I realized I really had to go to the bathroom.

I was faced with a dilemma - do I move her to a safe place where she will almost undoubtedly wake up again, do I hold it in until she wakes up, or do I risk her safety by leaving her like this while I go pee. I weighed my various priorities: #1 baby safety, #2 my bodily needs, #3 everything else, but somehow decided it was still worth the risk. I went to the bathroom, and luckily Mabel survived and was still happily asleep when I got back. This is what I looked like (no joke!)

One Month

Well, it's hard to believe she's already one month old. Honestly, I hope I don't eat my words later but I don't know what everyone was talking about when they complain about how hard it is. Sure, I'm pretty exhausted, but it's been the best month of my life. You just get used to typing one-handed and not showering for a couple of days. I even survived my first102 degree fever while taking care of an infant.
I've been trying to be better about taking pictures, but I'm still not very good about it. They never seem to capture how truly amazing she is - plus whenever I think I'm about to catch her at a particularly photogenic moment she always starts to cry (stubborn Taurus!). Of course as a newborn, her repertoire is still somewhat limited. We have added many more grunts more exaggerated flailing and (most exciting!) some smiles and coos. Anyway here's a couple of the cutest videos I caught.