(She has my feet!)| This little girl loves to yawn! (OK, the first one is one of her rare crying stints, but she's still wicked cute!) |
And that means... sleepy time. As an added bonus, Mia discovered her thumb this week.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Who's that photogenic cutie?
As of this morning's doctor's visit, Mia weighed in at 10 lbs 2.6 oz. That's 10 oz of weightgain in the last 9 days! At this rate, she may not get to wear some of her newborn outfits at all...
(She has my feet!)
(She has my feet!) 
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Daddy's Corner
| After a long week in the hospital, Mia came home with us Tuesday, April 27. |  |
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Saturday, April 24, 2010
Our New Center of Attention (or Parental Cathexis)
Mia Jeanine Wade was born at 12:28 AM (EST) on Wednesday, April 21, 2010. She was 22 inches long and...
Jillian had to have a c-section at the 11th hour (literally) but when she later saw how much Mia weighed, suddenly a c-section didn't seem like such a bad idea. Mia picked up a slight infection in the process and had to spend some time down in the Neonatal ICU. Fortunately, Inova Fairfax Hospital is home to the 4th best NICU team in the country and Mia was in good hands. Yesterday, she graduated from the NICU and came up stairs to spend some much needed cuddle time with Mommy and Daddy...
Mia spends most of her time sleeping and there are very few photos of her yet with her eyes open. Seriously, she slept through needles, diaper changes, feedings, you name it.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Top 10 Reasons I Knew it was Time For Me to Go on Maternity Leave
10. Cankles…enough said.
9. Only 2 pairs of shoes currently fit my feet (see number 10).
8. I can conveniently erase the whiteboard with my baby belly.
7. At recess I let the kids who are in trouble and sitting out go early just so I can sit on their bench.
6. The sixth graders (whom I had 2 years ago) no longer say hi to me in the hallways after their sex ed lessons.
5. I scoot around the classroom way too much on my rolling chair.
4. I’ve scratched story time because I can’t sit Indian style on the floor and get up gracefully anymore.
3. Each mother on staff has told me about their birthing experiences…twice.
2. I refuse to buy anymore maternity clothes for my teaching wardrobe.
1. When walking around my classroom I accidentally hit my students on the backs of their heads with my baby belly.
9. Only 2 pairs of shoes currently fit my feet (see number 10).
8. I can conveniently erase the whiteboard with my baby belly.
7. At recess I let the kids who are in trouble and sitting out go early just so I can sit on their bench.
6. The sixth graders (whom I had 2 years ago) no longer say hi to me in the hallways after their sex ed lessons.
5. I scoot around the classroom way too much on my rolling chair.
4. I’ve scratched story time because I can’t sit Indian style on the floor and get up gracefully anymore.
3. Each mother on staff has told me about their birthing experiences…twice.
2. I refuse to buy anymore maternity clothes for my teaching wardrobe.
1. When walking around my classroom I accidentally hit my students on the backs of their heads with my baby belly.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Friends, Romans, Augurs...!
8 days from our due date, and apparently the little one is in no hurry to take reign over her new kingdom. Jillian and I have been taking turns advocating patience (until the end of Jillian's last day of teaching on Friday) and speed (i.e., before my exam period begins), but the actual day is anyone's guess at this point...
[Note: the doctor who 4 weeks ago said that in his professional opinion the baby would come in 2-3 weeks is banned from playing the guessing game.]
[Note: the doctor who 4 weeks ago said that in his professional opinion the baby would come in 2-3 weeks is banned from playing the guessing game.]
Friday, March 26, 2010
Trusting Fate (or Abulia?)
To paraphrase Betty Smith, if you would have your time on earth be filled with glory, "Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time. " Occasional moments in our lives allow us to do both...
As the three-year course of law school marks its final paces, our future is pregnant with possibility. Odds are good that we will stay in the DC area but job, apartment/house, ward, etc., remain unknown variables. Even in staying here, our roles will change: from student to lawyer, from teacher to mother, from couple to family. Before-- growing up with parents in the military and travelling the globe-- every move was a complete change of scenery to keep pace with the changing person. Now, I wonder how different the Potomac of next year will be and who we will be when we gaze upon (but never step in!) its historic waters.
Whatever happens, the one constant center in our life will fit conveniently in a Baby Bjorn. Our daughter will shape us as certainly as we imprint her (both deliberately and unwittingly) with skills and attitudes to navigate this world. Of course, she will not arrive a completely blank page and her personality (whether owing to a veiled soul, genomic markers, gassiness, or rogue lepidoptera) will challenge us to look at even familiar surroundings with fresh eyes.
As the three-year course of law school marks its final paces, our future is pregnant with possibility. Odds are good that we will stay in the DC area but job, apartment/house, ward, etc., remain unknown variables. Even in staying here, our roles will change: from student to lawyer, from teacher to mother, from couple to family. Before-- growing up with parents in the military and travelling the globe-- every move was a complete change of scenery to keep pace with the changing person. Now, I wonder how different the Potomac of next year will be and who we will be when we gaze upon (but never step in!) its historic waters.
Whatever happens, the one constant center in our life will fit conveniently in a Baby Bjorn. Our daughter will shape us as certainly as we imprint her (both deliberately and unwittingly) with skills and attitudes to navigate this world. Of course, she will not arrive a completely blank page and her personality (whether owing to a veiled soul, genomic markers, gassiness, or rogue lepidoptera) will challenge us to look at even familiar surroundings with fresh eyes.
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