Three Months Old

Our daughter is three months old and I am barely resurfacing online.

Hello.

I have a baby girl. Ha. I still can’t believe it. It’s incredible.

I am feverishly trying to take as many photos of our daughter as I took of our son…

Here’s what I’ve got so far:

Three Days Old
Three Days Old
Eight days old
Eight days old
Two weeks old
Two Weeks Old
Official newborn photoshoot
Official newborn photo shoot

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Two weeks old
Two weeks old
Three Weeks Old
Three Weeks Old. Big bro doesn’t appreciate loud noises.
First Family-of-four photoshoot
First Family-of-four photo shoot
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One lucky mom

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Between three weeks and one month old —you may notice— I shaved her head.  Why did I shave my daughter, you ask?  Well…all the hair on her crown rubbed off.  So, she had a skullet (much like a mullet, but bald on top).  Skullets are NOT the ideal look for baby girls, I decided.  So, I very gently shaved her bald with some mustache clippers.  It felt a little sad.  Like a hazing.  However, I stand by my decision.  And now, looking back, I’m doubly glad.

One month old
One month old
6 weeks old
6 weeks old

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8 weeks old
8 weeks old
9 weeks old
9 weeks old
First Easter
First Easter
10 weeks old
10 weeks old

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12 weeks old
12 weeks old

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The first three months are so changeful.  I’m fascinated. For obvious reasons.  But seriously, go back to the top and look at three days old again, then scroll down to three months old, here at the bottom.  Crazy, huh?  Newborns don’t really resemble the babies they will become, and sadly, babies don’t closely resemble adults.  Life is one fascinating, shape-shifting ride.

Having a newborn is crazy hard.  It’s a lot of long hours in a quiet rocking chair.  It’s recovery and shape-shifting in it’s own right.  It’s a 1.5 hour leash between feedings.  It’s a ringing cry in your ears that never quite goes away. It lends to introspection.  So, I’ve been hatching a few thoughts in the wee hours.  Mostly, I’ve become reacquainted with the realization that we are infinitely more dear to our parents than we ever suppose.

Parents worry over EVERY INCH of you.  It’s innate. I think it’s meant to show us a pattern.  Maybe it’s to teach us how the Lord, our Father, cares for us.  Perhaps that’s why He wants us all to be parents.  We learn how precious we are by prizing one another.

I know I have a newfound reverence for life these days.  My responsibility to my baby feels solemn and sure, eternal and fleeting at the same time.  These little ones are so precious.  A blessing.  I’m blessed with work and I love even the midnight moments.  I love them and I also want to sleep so so badly.  Good thing I don’t sleep though, because you close your eyes and it’s over.  They’re not little very long. So, for now, the “cleaning and scrubbing can wait for tomorrow.  For, babies grow up we’ve learned to our sorrow. So, quite down cobwebs, dust, go to sleep.  I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep”.

 

 

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  1. SUCH sweet photos! I love the Easter one, the b & w with your hand and her foot, and of course all of her stylish headbands!! You did a great job photographing her changes and life this far. I realized recently that we cannot compare our experience with one child to another, each person is unique, each Spirit is unique. You are doing great just for her.

  2. Dottie is beautiful just like her mother. You’ve done an amazing job capturing her first months of life. They really are so precious. Time seems to go by faster for me the second time. I saw Mindy a few weeks ago and she told me wonderfully you are dealing with two little ones and that you already have Dottie on a great sleep schedule. I love the quote at the end. I hope playing always wins. We are keeping our fingers crossed you move back soon. We’d be happy to find you a house in our neighborhood.

  3. She really has changed so much since I saw her! She is so beautiful! I have always loved that quote at the end- I think my Grandma had it at the ranch house upstairs. Love you guys!

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